tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937211191284874151.post8900574681491571225..comments2023-10-31T08:09:25.281-07:00Comments on T.: GrumbleT. http://www.blogger.com/profile/16509409207991963533noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937211191284874151.post-958995542260905702011-01-05T00:02:52.998-08:002011-01-05T00:02:52.998-08:00well how can you not take pleasure, with such love...well how can you not take pleasure, with such lovely sights? (patterns! light and dark! cold on my cheeks! even, dare I say... dots!). goodnight.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937211191284874151.post-61449391990458437592011-01-04T21:16:12.017-08:002011-01-04T21:16:12.017-08:00That snow in your first image certainly is bizarre...That snow in your first image certainly is bizarre; I've not seen it like that before.<br /><br />When I go for my daily walks, I ALWAYS take a walking stick (I've done this since I was was about 10). There is nothing more pleasant than poking a small hole in an iced over puddle as one passes. It's a bit like like claiming it as 'Mine'.Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937211191284874151.post-50822140756454159052011-01-04T18:51:49.902-08:002011-01-04T18:51:49.902-08:00great images and narrative...we've got to find...great images and narrative...we've got to find the good in the winter months or we'd go nutso. Love the chilly images.Taradharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17665801586196931603noreply@blogger.com