tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238455262711858186.post3940103285721284896..comments2024-03-28T06:22:43.522-05:00Comments on Oatmeal and Whimsy: a nest for the soul: I've Got Crayons!Gaylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08065012721158735975noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238455262711858186.post-24006597297392791962016-03-24T06:12:21.841-05:002016-03-24T06:12:21.841-05:00Yeah, sometimes we just have to think of lovely th...Yeah, sometimes we just have to think of lovely things and keep holding them in our hearts.<br /><br />Blessings to both of you my dear.<br /><br />Love<br /><br />CieloCIELOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09117785476130671239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238455262711858186.post-64343582913440891712016-03-22T10:14:42.241-05:002016-03-22T10:14:42.241-05:00Only two or three times in all my travels around t...Only two or three times in all my travels around this huge blog universe, have I simply fallen into a "first post" on a new-to-me blog to the extent that I was simply THERE---there like Richard Collier in 1912 at the Grand Hotel, gone and transported to another realm inside and beyond my own. I cannot tell you how immersed I have been in just these few paragraphs of daily, of usual, of the Great Unusual which is your life of late, with all the care-taking and switching of day-for-night as your dearie keeps her own clock and calendar to ticks and turns not your own.<br /><br />Your words are simply mesmerizing---simple complexities just drawn so vividly on the page that I'm lost in that one night of the porch and the traffic, called up like some spell wrought in dreams. A truck, a tractor, people going home and traveling far---you brought those to life on my own far-ago porch, swinging with Mammaw to the music of gravel-crunch in the lane and peas rattling into a Summer pan. What a great and fierce talent you have in that marvelous mind of yours.<br /><br />The whole story---your Mom, the saving of the goblets (memories of ranks of long ago glasses shining in this great cabinet behind me, and the clatter the hoarded chest of Michaelangelo made plummeting down as I upended it into the kitchen drawer in my Mother's last days, asking, "Who are you saving this FOR?" <br /><br />I'm just so "het up" as my Mammaw used to say over this splendid story that I've probably ignored the bell of the Cleaners who should be on the porch about now. It's been quite a Winter, here, with two of our daughters in the hospital at separate times with serious health concerns. I've just neglected everything and am determined to have our Easter Lunch (albeit on Saturday this year) for all those within reach---ten of us right now, doubled since Christmas with five of our dear ones moving to Ohio from Georgia.<br /><br />Do know that I've been mightily struck by your words and thoughts and how you just shine off the page. I'll be returning often to delve into your lovely archives, and look forward to dropping in often. I'm delighted to see two of my own dear blogger friends commenting above, as well.<br /><br />says rachel, who has her Own Box Of 96. I hope to use it as splendidly and colourfully as you do.<br />RachelDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11204947567574886675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238455262711858186.post-51957190235606769282016-03-18T21:16:58.615-05:002016-03-18T21:16:58.615-05:00I think that is a GREAT compliment- that you can c...I think that is a GREAT compliment- that you can change the color of a day--and you are right- it can go one way or another. That is good that you laughed over the 'slippery fish' episode. You have to find a few smiles where you can when you are a caretaker. We can't use a pump- (I wish we could) so I have to do all tube feedings manually. Even that is not without its mishaps though...lol. We call it tubal failure...and it can cause quite a mess.<br /><br />Glad those goblets are going to get some use. I have decided to use my 'nice things' so that they don't just sit disused for 'someday'. Blessings to you- I hope you have a great weekend- xo DianaNanaDianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14298962791700019785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238455262711858186.post-61520399921445261752016-03-18T00:08:45.472-05:002016-03-18T00:08:45.472-05:00Beautiful post. What a roller coaster you are on!...Beautiful post. What a roller coaster you are on! Love the many stories, thoughts, photos intricately woven together. Grateful. Happy St. Patrick's Day, and enjoy the colors of the coming days!<br />-EllenAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238455262711858186.post-63964594932420812672016-03-17T14:32:02.200-05:002016-03-17T14:32:02.200-05:00Wow - you changed the color of the day . . . That ...Wow - you changed the color of the day . . . That is just magical!!!! I am so glad your mother blessed you with those words. Thinking of you often. Miss Merryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10691152819794851137noreply@blogger.com