tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post5785191073423358065..comments2024-01-11T10:08:36.567-05:00Comments on Of Verse, Poesy & Odes : December WalkMargarethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-91052172705366147742015-12-20T17:03:19.673-05:002015-12-20T17:03:19.673-05:00Having grown up in a warm country I never thought ...Having grown up in a warm country I never thought I could get used to those winter walks. I love them. Thanks. I loved your poem.<br /><br />Greetings from London.A Cuban In Londonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16423293358605007539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-90119793191852379692015-12-16T15:01:18.660-05:002015-12-16T15:01:18.660-05:00So much beauty all times of year...I love it when ...So much beauty all times of year...I love it when they look for that nod of approval...a very visual poem, Margaret! :)Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-75640931701761457872015-12-16T06:37:38.680-05:002015-12-16T06:37:38.680-05:00Haha, no nod! Love that.
Did I know you are homesc...Haha, no nod! Love that.<br />Did I know you are homeschooling? We do, too.Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-81936813953774388312015-12-15T15:52:56.281-05:002015-12-15T15:52:56.281-05:00The ending cracked me up! That's a really gor...The ending cracked me up! That's a really gorgeous place, Margaret.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-61071091864140235442015-12-15T07:28:49.978-05:002015-12-15T07:28:49.978-05:00Very beautiful. I liked this walk. I've often ...Very beautiful. I liked this walk. I've often wondered if those frosted apples on the ground are still good. And what a lot of chopped wood in that little cabin!!Yvonne Osbornehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18212188414972694795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-90197956428602330672015-12-14T15:20:53.697-05:002015-12-14T15:20:53.697-05:00Brrr. At least he looked to you first for the nod...Brrr. At least he looked to you first for the nod--I know how boys can be! Really nice wintry images and close in your poem. And the photos are just the right touch to make us feel like we experienced the walk with you!Jennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-37652094739713665102015-12-14T11:56:11.839-05:002015-12-14T11:56:11.839-05:00Thank you for taking me on your journey I felt lik...Thank you for taking me on your journey I felt like I was there walking with you especially with the photos!Bekkie Sanchezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300001421561443693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-48503126463246941882015-12-14T10:00:15.714-05:002015-12-14T10:00:15.714-05:00Such wonderful images of the dances of the season....Such wonderful images of the dances of the season... and of the familiar interaction of parent and child. Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-20894448992205720032015-12-14T08:11:45.184-05:002015-12-14T08:11:45.184-05:00I went in our pond in the Catskills yesterday--the...I went in our pond in the Catskills yesterday--the water was indeed VERY cold and I did not actually swim so much as plunge and shriek--very pretty poem--and lovely kind of break from the flow of description. Good luck with all. k. Outlawyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15698845661756444061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-11948232926529357412015-12-14T07:29:31.577-05:002015-12-14T07:29:31.577-05:00I feel the chill of winter and the warmth of famil...I feel the chill of winter and the warmth of family here.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-67502163337137237212015-12-14T06:16:43.429-05:002015-12-14T06:16:43.429-05:00"He looks to me for a nod. Doesn't get i..."He looks to me for a nod. Doesn't get it.<br /> It's December and the water is cold. " Beautiful images throughout this poem and I love the tender ending.<br />Debi Swimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255928985823418669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3074509503476824621.post-65222292303271149982015-12-14T04:14:18.582-05:002015-12-14T04:14:18.582-05:00There is something so special about those December...There is something so special about those December walks... there is a loneliness... the days are short and to really get out before the sunset is so special.. I recall many such walks in the past.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.com