tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post5503766291475849950..comments2023-08-12T07:11:53.806-06:00Comments on Elusive Abstractions: Rushing to ParadiseRoberta Shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01032348890093502999noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-70880478053747129082007-08-07T23:12:00.000-06:002007-08-07T23:12:00.000-06:00Hurry, scurry, pauline, my stash is receding fast....Hurry, scurry, <B>pauline</B>, my stash is receding fast. (slurp)Roberta Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01032348890093502999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-36580323443737166772007-08-07T23:10:00.000-06:002007-08-07T23:10:00.000-06:00Oh anne, that is deprivation to an excruciating ex...Oh <B>anne</B>, that is deprivation to an excruciating extreme. Hugs for you, anne. Warm loving hugs.<BR/><BR/>I'd send 'jam' but it would probably take months to complete the sticky business of a 'jam passport' -- so, dear girl, hugs will have to do.Roberta Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01032348890093502999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-24918457964373196462007-08-07T19:18:00.000-06:002007-08-07T19:18:00.000-06:00standing in front of the fridge with that nameless...standing in front of the fridge with that nameless craving and finding no wild blueberry jam...don't lock the door, I'm coming upPaulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-5063537946290170852007-08-07T16:47:00.000-06:002007-08-07T16:47:00.000-06:00Oh Roberta....don't you dare change a thing....com...Oh Roberta....don't you dare change a thing....come as you are! ~JoyJoy Des Jardinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04893445642606862131noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-28082607710173276402007-08-07T15:01:00.000-06:002007-08-07T15:01:00.000-06:00I feel so deprived. Never had homemade jam in my l...I feel so deprived. Never had homemade jam in my life. Think i had homemade bread once when i was little, though.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-84360048514522264412007-08-07T11:05:00.000-06:002007-08-07T11:05:00.000-06:00Hi matty, all I can say with all good humor is goo...Hi <B>matty</B>, all I can say with all good humor is good thing you weren't in that berry patch with us. I can see it already -- you standing over the patch you are saving to share with Hub and him standing guard over the patch he plans to share with you...and nothing for my little pail. ;)Roberta Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01032348890093502999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-80000235600763245172007-08-07T11:02:00.000-06:002007-08-07T11:02:00.000-06:00Hi joy, glad I made you drool. I did stop at your...Hi <B>joy</B>, glad I made you drool. I did stop at your place and see what you were up to, and my goodness girl, with such flattery, here I sit frantically smoothing our my hair, neatening the folds in my housecoat and running to put on a bra while wiping blueberries off my face. I feel truly honored. Thanks so much.Roberta Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01032348890093502999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-75564083974943909092007-08-07T10:55:00.000-06:002007-08-07T10:55:00.000-06:00Hi kay. Welcome. I like to think my memories are...Hi <B>kay</B>. Welcome. I like to think my memories are the luxuries that I can afford (rather than cruises or exotic vacations) and yes, you are right -- I'll keep this in my hip pocket for a downer day. I just hope when that day comes that I don't burst into inconsolable tears over 'want of more booberries'! <BR/><BR/>Do visit again, somethimes it is lonely around here.Roberta Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01032348890093502999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-1306798131104292122007-08-07T10:50:00.000-06:002007-08-07T10:50:00.000-06:00Hi susan, that is a solid point I never considered...Hi <B>susan</B>, that is a solid point I never considered. I guess I'm always assumed Hub is too practical to have an 'emotive state' (chuckle). But your comment made me realize that even 'practicality' says eat what is offered, when it is offered, while it is offered.Roberta Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01032348890093502999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-8228022269817220502007-08-07T00:49:00.000-06:002007-08-07T00:49:00.000-06:00Roberta,I'm with Hub on this one! I love them fres...Roberta,<BR/>I'm with Hub on this one! I love them fresh without milk or cream. Just sit and snack..what a wonderful treat on a summer day.<BR/>Have a good week.Spicyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02092460015575995500noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-22522830672435995432007-08-06T21:05:00.000-06:002007-08-06T21:05:00.000-06:00You have succeeded in making me crave blueberry ja...You have succeeded in making me crave blueberry jam...among other things. This piece was a delicious tidbit Roberta.<BR/><BR/>Oh...you may want to stop by my place and take a peek at my latest post.Joy Des Jardinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04893445642606862131noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-61546231347955230262007-08-06T20:47:00.000-06:002007-08-06T20:47:00.000-06:00I think we all want more of the good things -- we ...I think we all want more of the good things -- we humans are greedy that way. Memories are sometimes the best we can muster. This was a day you can take out and recall on a day that isn't quite so pleasant and it will give you succor.Kay Dennisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02646717192332313215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729729299765225091.post-32502419350482698972007-08-05T12:24:00.000-06:002007-08-05T12:24:00.000-06:00Okay, so now you understand why Hub eats while he ...Okay, so now you understand why Hub eats while he picks. Perhaps he's just too shy to explain his emotive state the way you are able to do so well.<BR/><BR/>susan @ spinningAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com