tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4860231196228071800.comments2012-02-28T06:43:45.468-08:00Earth Regenerativehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01100479823108272069noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4860231196228071800.post-34452751085844975772010-02-27T22:37:50.223-08:002010-02-27T22:37:50.223-08:00Thanks, Marna. Yes to what Priscilla wrote. Your beautiful words took me right back there. After reading your and Priscilla's blogs about our day I will never look at the Dells again without seeing toes and yams.Joan and Frank Cardaganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08167212431628069183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4860231196228071800.post-82588663607311963742010-02-01T08:15:58.322-08:002010-02-01T08:15:58.322-08:00What a gorgeous account of our rock scrambling! This is just beautiful, Marna. You capture the feeling of the place and of our hike during that lovely hour. I love your descriptions of colors, your linking the sensations to the feelings and to your deeper reflections. Do you write for a living?Priscillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14143529295112064537noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4860231196228071800.post-55135772972092050972010-01-31T00:42:24.454-08:002010-01-31T00:42:24.454-08:00If I were wealthy, I would make it so that all you would ever do would delight you, and much of that would simply be to write. You're such a great writer, Marna!Shams Cohenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09187005955545772945noreply@blogger.com