tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post8973778485092545618..comments2024-03-28T19:03:24.043+00:00Comments on THE SMALL THINGS: Resolutions not keptTania Kindersleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18355967725006605825noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-52562389645980609082013-03-08T17:39:50.294+00:002013-03-08T17:39:50.294+00:00Oh! The hen, the hen! It's been a long time.Oh! The hen, the hen! It's been a long time.lillyannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12752638206153634574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-50303063914347740812013-03-08T06:33:28.263+00:002013-03-08T06:33:28.263+00:00Ohhhh, will you at Pidgeon's SMILE....?!! No w...Ohhhh, will you at Pidgeon's SMILE....?!! No wonder she's left such a gap; it reaches out to us all that adorable face and smile....MedicatedMoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08609190990579743429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-38688192190997947732013-03-08T03:34:19.648+00:002013-03-08T03:34:19.648+00:00Sorrow never goes away. You know that. You know, t...Sorrow never goes away. You know that. You know, too, that the sun will rise and set, seasons will come and go and the loss of a loved one will remain there with you always. I know you know that.<br /><br />My grandmother died decades ago. I can't tell you how many times and in how many different ways I have dreamed of her -- all that was and all that could have been. Is it sad? Well, it would be a lot sadder if I didn't have those dreams.ninahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01222848486174278888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-49625737179717348702013-03-07T20:38:40.896+00:002013-03-07T20:38:40.896+00:00Those people and animal shaped gaps... All is as ...Those people and animal shaped gaps... All is as it should be I suspect.<br /><br />I can't do Cheltenham on account of a beloved person-shaped gap. Maybe one year, but not yet. I do so hope all who can, do, and enjoy. Oh, the hill, the roar, the ghosts of horses staying on up under the stands. Such glory.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-56519527418368609382013-03-07T20:06:30.278+00:002013-03-07T20:06:30.278+00:00Oh the Darling Pidge. I do miss her. x
A beautifu...Oh the Darling Pidge. I do miss her. x<br /><br />A beautiful selection of pictures - love the cows. :)Emnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1365244084462704027.post-35031529500794961052013-03-07T19:59:26.507+00:002013-03-07T19:59:26.507+00:00Ah, The Pidge, I never met her, but I suspect my l...Ah, The Pidge, I never met her, but I suspect my life might be always the poorer for that.<br /><br />My mother has been gone almost 32 years, since I was 25, and the hole she left may have shrunk with time, but never EVER changed its shape. It is a Mummy-shaped hole and there is nothing to be done about it. And there it is.<br /><br />Cheltenham will be huge this year, I have a feeling in my water. Get those bets on before the odds dwindle even more, for heaven's sake. I shan't be betting, so I really need to ride your coat tails...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13702475308562601190noreply@blogger.com