tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440517140241884259.post6222152606599179030..comments2023-11-05T03:34:21.013-08:00Comments on God and Dog Walking: The Bare Bones of ThingsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440517140241884259.post-68155679292272408322007-11-15T06:09:00.000-08:002007-11-15T06:09:00.000-08:00The barren trees and brush are a tease to me becau...The barren trees and brush are a tease to me because the ticks are still out there. I see all these cool rocks I want to climb on but I don't dare push through the brush--though they're barren of leaves--to get to them. <BR/><BR/>Like Pam, I love the snow but for a different reason. It means the ticks are finally vanquished and I can go anywhere I want in the woods.Kathryn Mackelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13992591424066879847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440517140241884259.post-2861673361395416592007-11-15T05:33:00.000-08:002007-11-15T05:33:00.000-08:00It's like living at the Jersey shore. My parents l...It's like living at the Jersey shore. My parents live in North Cape May and they are so relieved when summer is over and they get their town back.<BR/><BR/>Bonnie, I join you in lamenting the fallen leaves. I guess that's why I love Christmas lights so much.<BR/><BR/>But then comes January & February and the hope of sun sparkling on snow! Which leads to crocus popping up in March.<BR/><BR/>I guess we have to look for color wherever we can find it.Pam Halterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13980301862494655691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440517140241884259.post-15709498342445006342007-11-14T20:56:00.000-08:002007-11-14T20:56:00.000-08:00I really hate when the leaves are gone. The world ...I really hate when the leaves are gone. The world seems so sad, and in this part of the country, it spends so much time being grey rather than sunny, that it only exemplefies it!Bonnie S. Calhounhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11769607640246518804noreply@blogger.com