tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post1981847319420638985..comments2024-01-01T08:56:57.641-08:00Comments on Periphery: GratitudeTangledLouhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04771682524596744447noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-54983949852636220772012-09-07T17:42:49.884-07:002012-09-07T17:42:49.884-07:00For mostly happy, mostly healthy, mostly adult chi...For mostly happy, mostly healthy, mostly adult children. For mostly happy, mostly healthy adult relationships. For turns of phrase that are a revelation. For bloggy friends who forgive my sporadic comings and goings...Masked Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08197019009052401812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-39436980971166537842012-09-04T05:53:10.619-07:002012-09-04T05:53:10.619-07:00"The needs of a chicken's heart," aw..."The needs of a chicken's heart," aww that is beautiful.Marie at the Lazy Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11499662322233018616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-61385664780881795822012-09-03T11:29:45.550-07:002012-09-03T11:29:45.550-07:00For ridiculous cats who spoon in their sleep, for ...For ridiculous cats who spoon in their sleep, for Hubs who reorganized the garage in preparation for the fancy car he still thinks he wants to buy, for friends whose faces I've never seen in 3D but I think of as friends anyway, for lazy summer days, long weekends with friends, a good book, and a chunk of solitude to cap it all off.Margihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00380912871792176901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-39096948011961093222012-09-03T11:26:26.565-07:002012-09-03T11:26:26.565-07:00The painting that makes me cry - and I can't e...The painting that makes me cry - and I can't even know why I am crying. I just am.<br /><br />The words exchanged via silly text that make me feel alive. Graciewildehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00142582724233027386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-73924266472722653582012-09-02T00:19:12.330-07:002012-09-02T00:19:12.330-07:00For babies that are no longer babies, for carpet t...For babies that are no longer babies, for carpet to sink your toes into, for exhausted satisfaction you get when you finally achieve something and for audience participation.Sleepy Joehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16221803835813688522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-75898884664777186502012-09-01T22:48:36.338-07:002012-09-01T22:48:36.338-07:00For sunshine and old pick up trucks, iced mocha...For sunshine and old pick up trucks, iced mocha's and a shared muffin, free popcorn at the hardware store, daughters who make oatmeal raisin cookies, sons who sweetly hug, for dogs who brave hammocks just to sit with me, sisters who text garage sale sightings, and Jason Segel for bringing back The Muppets.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05754778263332756663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-78748907738993501512012-09-01T18:43:27.823-07:002012-09-01T18:43:27.823-07:00For health, for friends, for the internet, blogs a...For health, for friends, for the internet, blogs and blogging communities, for opportunities, for freedom, for abilities, for hope, for diversity and debates, for too much to read, too much to learn, for silence, for speech, for breathing and smelling and tasting and seeing and walking, for tight hugs, for optimism, for those that insist the 80's pop culture be engrained into my brain, for fuzzy socks and mismatched sheets, oh for everything.Larissa T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/18054129254135419707noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-74048588467397491302012-09-01T10:02:28.933-07:002012-09-01T10:02:28.933-07:00Having my son home from college for the weekend. T...Having my son home from college for the weekend. Thunderstorms that rumble over my house. A day that feels like fall. A gentle reminder to be thankful.Julie DeMillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17929034148906710834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-8010228687773795402012-09-01T09:39:55.193-07:002012-09-01T09:39:55.193-07:00I particularly appreciate the fact that Isaac gave...I particularly appreciate the fact that Isaac gave me a miss here in the Yucatan, as did Kirk and Leslie. I saw a flock of wild parrots the other day. They cuddle together two by two. some hang upside down on the power cables. the flamingos go by in long morse code lines and soon the northern birds will show up for their winter stays.<br /><br />i appreciate deet. a hat and the freshness of the fruit.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-19730883356116023342012-09-01T07:53:04.363-07:002012-09-01T07:53:04.363-07:00A tiny black chicken sits docile and cooing in my ...A tiny black chicken sits docile and cooing in my seven year-old's lap while he sings her a lullabye. What a rare privilege, to sit among animals and be trusted, to understand, through layers of garbled evolution, the needs of a chicken's heart. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08644569152748119356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2923792986438866285.post-40353648910417472252012-08-31T22:53:23.560-07:002012-08-31T22:53:23.560-07:003-day weekends stretched out before me. Foot rubs ...3-day weekends stretched out before me. Foot rubs given and received. Sweet, sad smiles. Laughter (oh the laughter!).Just Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02861216483398553225noreply@blogger.com