tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post1726487516556417546..comments2023-10-24T06:55:48.859-07:00Comments on HERE, WHERE I AM: NO MORE SNOW, PLEASE!Kathryn Stripling Byerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17867152753841610044noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-25042911027658134602010-02-17T18:08:32.132-08:002010-02-17T18:08:32.132-08:00Nancy, I want this winter over--for your sake, if ...Nancy, I want this winter over--for your sake, if nothing else. I don't know how women like Alma endured. Women like Emma Bell Miles, who lived on a mountain with 7 children and lost one because the dr. couldn't get to them, who had TB and died of it. I think of the deathwatches mothers went through during the winter months in these mountains.<br /> So, Vicki, I can imagine the keening that must have accompanied their longing for the green of spring. How they wanted it so passionately!<br /> I love the groundhog song, Jessie. Do you know it? Old Groundhog....Kathryn Stripling Byerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17867152753841610044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-88387019538348275432010-02-17T15:47:13.047-08:002010-02-17T15:47:13.047-08:00i am oh so tired of this cold weather!!! and i don...i am oh so tired of this cold weather!!! and i don't want to hate the groundhog either :) that line about him living a good life really cracked me up!Jessie Cartyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13181286764480973423noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-35305015418891497892010-02-16T17:12:23.439-08:002010-02-16T17:12:23.439-08:00The pastel sky through the winter trees is beautif...The pastel sky through the winter trees is beautiful but what resonates with me today is the thought of green as a keening word. <br /><br />GREEN!!!! Que te quiero! GREEN!!!!Vicki Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-77554156140699103622010-02-16T15:35:49.108-08:002010-02-16T15:35:49.108-08:00Hello to Kay this snowy evening.It was twenty degr...Hello to Kay this snowy evening.It was twenty degrees when I woke this morning and has not risen above 25 all day. Probably no one else I know has a clue what this winter has done to me. I've had about all I can take. I know it's not bad like Buffalo in 77, and I might sound like a cry baby, but when you say " No more snow, Please!" I say, "No more!". It's still snowing. The few who call say, "Well, all the roads are clear in the valley," as if they think I am lying when I say my road is covered with snow, and it is impassible.<br /><br />I'm sure it has everything to do with being situated on the northside. The old switchback, you know. When it started snowing Friday and covered the road and woods in one hour, I knew. This is the fifth or sixth snow. I've lost track. How did Alma endure?<br /><br />Thanks for the beautiful pictures and the poem. <br /><br />See you in the spring.Nancy Simpsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06468975663711270696noreply@blogger.com