tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6597700987845265834.post994472859634688258..comments2023-10-12T04:39:08.062-07:00Comments on Writing My Way Home: the need to weedAudrey Howitt aka Divaloungerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06854425983822589062noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6597700987845265834.post-3938993156210936122014-10-05T17:01:00.963-07:002014-10-05T17:01:00.963-07:00I love the simplicity of vision and the story of t...I love the simplicity of vision and the story of the mind, as it unfolds. Nice! :D<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05791591892742270029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6597700987845265834.post-35120796791390107222014-10-02T20:47:47.795-07:002014-10-02T20:47:47.795-07:00Change comes...I like the idea of leaving its gard...Change comes...I like the idea of leaving its garden full of weeds...great writeSusie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6597700987845265834.post-46169050073813992752014-09-28T05:56:02.495-07:002014-09-28T05:56:02.495-07:00This year I gave up, pretending to be a farmer or ...This year I gave up, pretending to be a farmer or gardener. It is said, we call plants weeds, because we really don't know them, now I welcome them. Nice pice.annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6597700987845265834.post-30044725051974744292014-09-24T17:41:04.570-07:002014-09-24T17:41:04.570-07:00i love the image of walking through a field of tal...i love the image of walking through a field of tall weeds...tickling my thighs, the sun falling across my shoulders like a hug from an old friend.<br /><br />stacy lynn mar<br />http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/Stacy M.S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/17768743830360856158noreply@blogger.com