tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post5954843277765620021..comments2023-05-16T04:18:29.455-06:00Comments on ♪♫•*¨*Letter Out*¨*•♫♪: MargoBlondi Blathershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656970490122824720noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-46568347706055532752010-10-09T12:05:35.248-06:002010-10-09T12:05:35.248-06:00I don't know what it is. It just came out.I don't know what it is. It just came out.Blondi Blathershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15656970490122824720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-16941118403882650112010-10-09T11:42:05.220-06:002010-10-09T11:42:05.220-06:00Wait -- is this your new name??? uh, not Margo (wh...Wait -- is this your new name??? uh, not Margo (which is sweet, btw), but your new blog name? Also sweet, btw :)<br />BDeb and Barbarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04444390852070865517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-46182336842696827542010-10-09T09:43:13.195-06:002010-10-09T09:43:13.195-06:00Evocative photo.The lines are bittersweet for me. ...Evocative photo.The lines are bittersweet for me. As a child, father worked for Veterans Admin, we moved all over the country.Then when I grew up, I also have moved all over the country.<br /> "Home" to me is a book, pen, writing pad and hopefully someone I love. And that is quite all right, but it must be nice to have a physical place that is home.<br /> My memory of grandparents home is the nearest to that. That really was home. Lightning struck about ten years after grandmother died, and it burned to ground. A house over a hundred years old. Sad. Only the steps remained. Huge boulders Grandaddy had<br />lugged with mule from back gullley. claireAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com