tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post7145488708140676553..comments2024-03-22T17:39:44.420-07:00Comments on 37th Dream/ Rumors of Peace at Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise: STILL THINKING ABOUT MOUNTAINS AND RIVERSamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212213177713917828noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-56826201055002357462009-09-14T08:14:37.569-07:002009-09-14T08:14:37.569-07:00I'm so glad you write Richard's name here....I'm so glad you write Richard's name here. Yes.robin andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13390482190562312928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-40277698550238834222009-09-11T00:32:30.499-07:002009-09-11T00:32:30.499-07:00I seem to remember seeing that drawing on another ...I seem to remember seeing that drawing on another one of your post about a year ago also - is that possible?<br /><br />Some people are with us all our lives, yes? I'm glad you can listen to the music and the voice again. It made art farmer cry needed tears. It made me smile.<br /><br />Sending you good wishes, am. The flowers are gorgeous.mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15912364908606799053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-83593522608774769172009-09-10T19:53:18.119-07:002009-09-10T19:53:18.119-07:00had never seen the drawing nor the note with it--i...had never seen the drawing nor the note with it--interesting those strange synchs in life and death. water playing its so real part. it's good you carry on, it keeps the light of those you mention burning. kjmAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-31114680586052047292009-09-10T17:22:04.795-07:002009-09-10T17:22:04.795-07:00this made me cry. and i needed to cry today. just ...this made me cry. and i needed to cry today. just everything about it made me cry. Thank you, now my tears can turn into stars for Richard and Love in all its myriad forms.art farmernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-53463187241046722852009-09-10T14:14:55.492-07:002009-09-10T14:14:55.492-07:00(o)
I often think of this: how I have grown olde...(o)<br /><br />I often think of this: how I have grown older than so many people I have loved and admired ever did. A strange feeling, of being floated away by the tide.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14523194846272870013noreply@blogger.com