tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post3021926340939334250..comments2024-03-28T19:03:24.043+00:00Comments on THE SMALL THINGS: In which I do not have very much to sayTania Kindersleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18355967725006605825noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-49727692914366774192010-11-13T16:59:27.176+00:002010-11-13T16:59:27.176+00:00Maybe that empty-headed feeling is just your brain...Maybe that empty-headed feeling is just your brain resting and refilling itself with the companionable sounds of family life free of the need to produce anything for the moment. It's good for you - enjoy!Cinderellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08944325468803416106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-88149958384073301062010-11-13T13:58:59.703+00:002010-11-13T13:58:59.703+00:00I almost passed out when I saw that lime Euphorbia...I almost passed out when I saw that lime Euphorbia. I must have some now. To plant before the snow comes along with four Camellia shrubs, a Turkish fig tree, too many Lenten Rose to count and a couple of the strangely beautiful Toad Lily. And the Hayes Starburst hydrangea that I keep looking at on ebay (a hybrid that popped up in Alabama). I did not have much to say either and then your post brought all this tumbling out!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-5548824147592614192010-11-12T21:31:45.463+00:002010-11-12T21:31:45.463+00:00I know the feeling. My three children live in Melb...I know the feeling. My three children live in Melbourne and when they do come back its so busy. Even when they are asleep there is a different feeling in the air. When we are alone at home, I can feel myself thinking, of my thoughts drifting from one subject to another. Its two different worlds, two different feelings, both good.Mysticahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10941269615559681014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-21679683467189673122010-11-12T18:52:17.274+00:002010-11-12T18:52:17.274+00:00Sounds like the best of both worlds to me - a happ...Sounds like the best of both worlds to me - a happy noisy house to visit and a quiet haven (with dogs) to return to. Enjoy the rest of your stay.Sharon Longworthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18120227975152565893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-72572466331100296222010-11-12T17:48:22.841+00:002010-11-12T17:48:22.841+00:00There is definitely nothing empty-headed about tha...There is definitely nothing empty-headed about that post. Life according to TK, once more summed up with splendid economy: "somebody has a birthday, and it is time to go and eat a Victoria sponge. What could be more important than that?" Quite. As one of my friends has just said about my Photo of the Day on Facebook (a silhouetted tree in front of a lovely Norfolk dusky sky), "the best things in life are definitely free"...<br /><br />Enjoy the Victoria Sponge. That takes me back.Cassiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07531093715654362821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-89584869096659461842010-11-12T17:38:08.240+00:002010-11-12T17:38:08.240+00:00My children are at boarding school; when they are ...My children are at boarding school; when they are at home the house is very busy and incredibly noisy. It's late afternoon and I'm alone in a dark, freezing cold house but I enjoy the solitude as much as I'll enjoy the Christmas end of term busyness(and the heating on). What a funny old world. I hope that they saved you a large piece of cake; Victoria sponge with home-made jam is my favourite.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com