tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post57908056306328131..comments2024-03-08T09:52:59.827-05:00Comments on Middle Passages: Early DeliveryLizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16170701034715108039noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-55532598401460970442011-02-14T10:41:55.543-05:002011-02-14T10:41:55.543-05:00I love the silence of morning when I can get it.I love the silence of morning when I can get it.lotusgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06663641163048764869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-51476540316758943912011-02-13T07:28:55.067-05:002011-02-13T07:28:55.067-05:00thank you for allowing us to walk with you and exp...thank you for allowing us to walk with you and experience your world. great description roseRosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06889643640183918872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-51266141147390843462011-02-12T19:07:03.364-05:002011-02-12T19:07:03.364-05:00Hello there....I, too, love holding and reading th...Hello there....I, too, love holding and reading the paper.<br />I vow to forever remain a dinosaur! (O:(O:L<br /><br />JoMy Grama's Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10114089036939629527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-78356549745286965982011-02-12T11:14:34.435-05:002011-02-12T11:14:34.435-05:00That's absolutely beautiful.. I love those mom...That's absolutely beautiful.. I love those moments too, and we don't get nearly enough of them.<br /><br />I know what you mean about the newspapers... I never stopped to think about it, but I usually get all my daily news either on the T.V. before I leave for work, or online... although sometimes I pick up the free paper at the station :)WritingNuthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16326756274887055685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-34692493180829536982011-02-12T10:51:01.427-05:002011-02-12T10:51:01.427-05:00I could feel this in my bones. For me it's the...I could feel this in my bones. For me it's the crack of dawn on an early summer morning.Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14843459906469325667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-22312073899049708982011-02-12T10:11:03.359-05:002011-02-12T10:11:03.359-05:00Beautifully written description of your morning. I...Beautifully written description of your morning. I felt like I was standing beside you seeing it clearly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-54917420867343467552011-02-12T06:58:57.591-05:002011-02-12T06:58:57.591-05:00That's nice. Sometimes with all the technology...That's nice. Sometimes with all the technology we have, we lose that simple quiet stillness.<br /><br />My hubby LOVES getting the paper. In fact, we now get it everyday. That's his relaxing quiet time.Jennifer Shirkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16970585847385511795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-58414813275632760032011-02-11T23:11:52.757-05:002011-02-11T23:11:52.757-05:00Lovely post, Liza. Just lovely. I stand in the mid...Lovely post, Liza. Just lovely. I stand in the middle of our pasture, listening to the horses munching on hay and the chickens clucking about and think how blessed I am.Robyn Campbellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17356555082768185840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-61013453167039846082011-02-11T23:04:47.214-05:002011-02-11T23:04:47.214-05:00I love those silent little moments, especially on ...I love those silent little moments, especially on nights after I take the trash out. I stare at the starry sky and just be.<br />:)Lydia Kanghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00484415427764822386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-85886274086063959522011-02-11T16:59:56.900-05:002011-02-11T16:59:56.900-05:00Liza, trust me when I say oatmeal and laptops are ...Liza, trust me when I say oatmeal and laptops are a bad mix. there's always a stray drop of milk or flake of bran that finds its way into the keyboard. Newspapers are much more forgiving, afterwards you can use them for mulch, toy boats, hats, wrapping up the vegie peelings for the compost, paper planes...and you can also draw moustaches and mono-eyebrows on people who annoy you!Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09715879775216108688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-51040890508095901092011-02-11T14:43:20.099-05:002011-02-11T14:43:20.099-05:00Our neighborhood was too quiet with the 4 day powe...Our neighborhood was too quiet with the 4 day power outage. I'll take the noise.Mary@GigglesandGunshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07350818228268801008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-78602791693704066832011-02-11T13:13:03.885-05:002011-02-11T13:13:03.885-05:00I know there was a day when I didn't mind vent...I know there was a day when I didn't mind venturing out in the cold--but now, I hate the feel of the air crystalizing in my nostrils!J.B. Chicoinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06894797553204276281noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-79179262968791252922011-02-11T11:20:25.336-05:002011-02-11T11:20:25.336-05:00I love to get up at dawn and find any excuse to st...I love to get up at dawn and find any excuse to stick my head outside and be part of the stillness. Beautiful post, Liza.Tricia J. O'Brienhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05993110400088806252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-82166102642474162002011-02-11T10:49:22.657-05:002011-02-11T10:49:22.657-05:00Silence is really hard to find these days.Silence is really hard to find these days.Alex J. Cavanaughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09770065693345181702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-49697469183303085252011-02-11T09:55:21.562-05:002011-02-11T09:55:21.562-05:00Blessed silence. Writers can definitely take that...Blessed silence. Writers can definitely take that analogy and apply it to our work; sometimes the most profound moments come when there is nothing at all. It's the spaces in between--the unsaid--that hold all of the meaning.<br /><br />Love your writing here, btw.<br /><br />EJWAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00273059558675234923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-29670555552875074992011-02-11T09:50:35.484-05:002011-02-11T09:50:35.484-05:00I'm always nostalgic for such things as newspa...I'm always nostalgic for such things as newspapers (and rotary phones and two-party lines and no digital messages, etc etc.) Even though I am now in the digital age; I do love my color Nook eReader, and I could never abandon the computer for the old-fashioned typewriter! But the newspaper days were a time of real community spirit. At least, this was the case in my growing-up world as I suspect it was also in yours.<br /><br />This post is so evocative. Beautifully written. Your entire blog is absolutely lovely. I love the blue template with the header photo. They so stunning that words are inadequate.<br /><br />Have a wonderful weekend!<br /><a href="http://annbest-jen.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow"><i>Ann Best, Author</i></a>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-32473468140894665082011-02-11T09:42:42.015-05:002011-02-11T09:42:42.015-05:00That sounds wonderful. You don't often get rea...That sounds wonderful. You don't often get real silence in today's world.Helen Gingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09794759602654727110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1907885067602758337.post-27221086763916876452011-02-11T09:01:43.160-05:002011-02-11T09:01:43.160-05:00And, now, I too am there.And, now, I too am there.Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02852119592451618703noreply@blogger.com