tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post2847712682947987723..comments2023-10-24T06:55:48.859-07:00Comments on HERE, WHERE I AM: GOOD FRIDAYKathryn Stripling Byerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17867152753841610044noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-13130720403946584422009-04-12T06:32:00.000-07:002009-04-12T06:32:00.000-07:00Kay, this poem touches my favorite time of year. ...Kay, this poem touches my favorite time of year. The early spring of brave buds and early blooms. Lovely.Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10074374606569366608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-77809285530753320712009-04-10T10:59:00.000-07:002009-04-10T10:59:00.000-07:00Kay, I love this poem Easter Morning on the Hairp...Kay, I love this poem Easter Morning on the Hairpin Curve. Seems like I saw in somewhere on my desk recently. (smile) I've read it over and over during the last few days. (smile)Nancy Simpsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06468975663711270696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-30550839510155598592009-04-10T07:26:00.000-07:002009-04-10T07:26:00.000-07:00Thank you, Ann. It's good to see you on the blog ...Thank you, Ann. It's good to see you on the blog this morning. And Mindy, always good to have you visit. Yes, Vicki, we are getting heavy rain right now, but hail is threatened this afternoon and we fear for our little plants out in the garden. The cabbage and broccoli are doing so well that we want to protect them, but how? Maybe the hail will pass us by. I enjoyed looking at your garden photos, by the way, and I love the way you have your ridges set up.<BR/>K.Kathryn Stripling Byerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17867152753841610044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-65811058775579768862009-04-10T07:15:00.000-07:002009-04-10T07:15:00.000-07:00Perfect -- the Earth's renewal is cause enough for...Perfect -- the Earth's renewal is cause enough for rejoicing and the heavy rain we're getting just now is like balm pouring down.Vicki Lanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08114677510459055768noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-47686291209235092982009-04-10T06:47:00.000-07:002009-04-10T06:47:00.000-07:00Whenever people ask me what are you doing for East...Whenever people ask me what are you doing for Easter I just smile and say "oh not much." So, I really know what you mean about Easter being your least favorite. I suffered through many, many years of sermons on Easter and trite allusions to empty graves and all that. Your poem is just wonderful, I've never really thought the earth being so alive during this time, the earth has risen from the grave of winter! Thank you for posting this.Evening Light Writerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13704137042390161733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7357199451052416763.post-2142950448635231322009-04-10T06:32:00.000-07:002009-04-10T06:32:00.000-07:00There's always been something beyond the sermons f...There's always been something beyond the sermons for me at Easter time, something the world is yearning to say, with the sap rising and the buds straining to open. Your poem reaches that deep, quiet place. Thank you for sharing it. Blessings to you on this Good Friday.Ann Campanellanoreply@blogger.com