tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post4737250452279994982..comments2023-11-02T05:15:12.724-06:00Comments on On Bright Street: CicadaUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-82553586862642879922007-05-15T21:50:00.000-06:002007-05-15T21:50:00.000-06:00billy: Much preferred to a wee-wee hello from the ...billy: Much preferred to a wee-wee hello from the infinite . . . .Geohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-27666352057319623362007-05-15T17:39:00.000-06:002007-05-15T17:39:00.000-06:00My memories of Provo summers are heavy with the so...My memories of Provo summers are heavy with the sound of cicadas, but I don't ever remember seeing one! They're elusive creatures in those parts, so I suspect this is a gentle, sweet omen. A wee hello from the infinite...Chemical Billyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02252177787003276682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-80300513405846941822007-05-13T22:50:00.000-06:002007-05-13T22:50:00.000-06:00Friends are popping up in my comments section! Hur...Friends are popping up in my comments section! Hurrah!Geohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13928364622023202837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-16437168843797128462007-05-13T22:10:00.000-06:002007-05-13T22:10:00.000-06:00I never met one. Thanks for the introduction. And ...I never met one. Thanks for the introduction. And thanks for sharing. I love it when Jesus hugs like that.<BR/><BR/>Body guard or terrorist...you crack me up.<BR/><BR/>And the photo of you and Anna is priceless.Melodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17578288091007729306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-73062828530374136292007-05-12T21:47:00.000-06:002007-05-12T21:47:00.000-06:00I felt this similar joy in seeing a pack of dragon...I felt this similar joy in seeing a pack of dragon flies this week. <BR/><BR/>It had been 7 years since I had seen on in person. I never noticed before how delicate and perfect they are.lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01079756058366447255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-12757788048480815792007-05-12T13:17:00.000-06:002007-05-12T13:17:00.000-06:00I understand what it's like to wax nostalgic for y...I understand what it's like to wax nostalgic for your childhood home. A couple of weeks ago when it was all rainy and misty and cloudy and so green for spring I reminisced about rainy days in the Pacific Northwest and people grumbled about the rain but it made me warm and happy. And now reading about your cicada made me go there all over again.<BR/><BR/>Thank you!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-47808626863806303432007-05-12T10:48:00.000-06:002007-05-12T10:48:00.000-06:00Oh, oh, I love this story! I love it! Little thing...Oh, oh, I love this story! I love it! Little things like that, to me, are hugs from Jesus! Hug Him back!<BR/><BR/>I am so glad you are home, Geo, and I look forward to hearing about your journey and seeing any photos that might have survived the Atlantic. Things have been crazy here with 6 of 9 people sooo sick, but I caught a glimpse yesterday of your photo with Her Royal Ladybug at your favorite department store and it made my barfy soul so happy. What a treasure!<BR/><BR/>I thought of you both yesterday when I ventured out to Community Closet thrift store to buy vases in which to give my visit teachees pink tulips from my garden. I took Addie and my nieces with me, and as we walked in, I wished we had a nice DI like the Provo one instead of an exceedingly stinky (yet pretty awesome anyway) thrift store. Then right there near the front door, under a donated canopy patio set, a little girl named Azalea was hacing a birthday party. She was wearing a crown and sitting on a chair bedecked with a vine of fake magnolias. When her mother introduced her to my girls, they thought her name was strange and I told them, "It's a pretty flower you've never seen," and her mom said, "Yeah, I wish they grew here, but they only grow where it's warm." *sigh* The girl and her magnolia throne reminded me of Carolina, which reminded me of you AND of all the warm and sunny memories I have of NC. I was only there for a total of 27 months, but a little piece of my heart is there. It's the first and only place I have ever seen lightnin' bugs like Christmas trees. mmmm...Jamiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03981388823737554845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8236210.post-85436890841379194192007-05-12T10:40:00.000-06:002007-05-12T10:40:00.000-06:00I'm so glad you are back! It is a glorious day. I ...I'm so glad you are back! It is a glorious day. I got up early and did some planting.... Lovely Blog, by the way. Oh ja: Terrorist, for sure.mirjamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05421141961691139728noreply@blogger.com