tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2650268889367696731.post2101382829284266806..comments2023-03-29T04:27:43.212-04:00Comments on Ravenna Taylor ><::>< Lagoon: I had an idle thought; and yet ~Ravenna Taylorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11870831212657666842noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2650268889367696731.post-91051961483803100802013-05-02T11:43:54.347-04:002013-05-02T11:43:54.347-04:00Susanne, thank you for your comment, which has tou...Susanne, thank you for your comment, which has touched me in turn! -- I wish I could read German, so I could also see what you write there! Ravenna Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11870831212657666842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2650268889367696731.post-14786993360579745922013-04-30T11:52:12.591-04:002013-04-30T11:52:12.591-04:00I love this post! It really touches me deeply sinc...I love this post! It really touches me deeply since I am one of those living in the city and visiting the countryside (I in fact have a garden there and a little house) but I feel more and more that I would much prefer the opposite way. Here are some pictures of it in my blogpost, which is unfortunately in german. http://lobedentag.blogspot.de/2012/11/garten.html <br />I feel that my writing gets much more vivid and closer to everything that matters, when I spend enough time in the country. I sometimes spend hours just lying on the ground, watching the clouds overhead and feeling the soil on my skin, listening to the bees humming in the air. <br />Thanks again for this pst! Susannelobedentaghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17844472462306740449noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2650268889367696731.post-51277444248144872212013-04-29T21:00:17.466-04:002013-04-29T21:00:17.466-04:00This is a wonderful post; I love seeing the red co...This is a wonderful post; I love seeing the red color of your soil. Reading your text reminded me of a dream––actually close to a nightmare––that I had before moving to California for a job: the thing I most vividly remember is that there were gaping wounds running up and down the front of both my legs. When I recounted the dream to a friend, she told me that it was about severing my connection to the earth by moving. Altoon Sultanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16743040814034732581noreply@blogger.com