tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17571725.post115824259817031526..comments2023-04-27T12:37:08.879+00:00Comments on a longing for the impossible: memories form a disorderly queuejemhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181038873568527264noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17571725.post-1158778744549950622006-09-20T18:59:00.000+00:002006-09-20T18:59:00.000+00:00Wonderful write! Deep and thought provoking. I lik...Wonderful write! Deep and thought provoking. I like your attention to little details.Natalia L. Rudychevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05396131848172245387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17571725.post-1158294913765551682006-09-15T04:35:00.000+00:002006-09-15T04:35:00.000+00:00Great writing! The photo is perfect to go with it....Great writing! The photo is perfect to go with it. Thank you for visiting my blog - now I know of another good place to visit. :)J. Andrew Lockharthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12567156257114496618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17571725.post-1158248050185099962006-09-14T15:34:00.000+00:002006-09-14T15:34:00.000+00:00'Making crocodile smiles' This make me think of cr...'Making crocodile smiles' This make me think of crocodile tears for some reason...<BR/><BR/>I remember having wooden pegs when I was younger - I much preferred them to the bright colourful plastic ones!jo :: feather and threadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04767443254492713038noreply@blogger.com