tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38864616.post5577269062576221796..comments2023-08-27T02:47:43.482-07:00Comments on Non-Threatening Boys Magazine: Sunday eveningAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10336139330853842534noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38864616.post-22477557474726992602007-03-27T22:22:00.000-07:002007-03-27T22:22:00.000-07:00"But tonight the sun is pulling out like the tide,..."But tonight the sun is pulling out like the tide, the cool evening air easing over my skin and through my hair."<BR/><BR/>That's just so lovely. It reminds me of Spring evenings, and of something my very non-poetic husband once said about lying in bed with the windows wide open.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38864616.post-69248165325677660992007-03-21T17:35:00.000-07:002007-03-21T17:35:00.000-07:00gkl: Damn but you know exactly how to come on to m...gkl: Damn but you know exactly how to come on to me!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10336139330853842534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38864616.post-77183274920353710672007-03-21T08:34:00.000-07:002007-03-21T08:34:00.000-07:00Hate chocolate, hate mint!Hate chocolate, hate mint!GETkristiLOVEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03873004576844292852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38864616.post-23556489586398774622007-03-20T14:46:00.000-07:002007-03-20T14:46:00.000-07:00That's pretty much the kind of response I hope to ...That's pretty much the kind of response I hope to inspire when I write these sketches. Thanks, sd. Reading that makes me happy.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10336139330853842534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38864616.post-78967315117444051582007-03-20T08:38:00.000-07:002007-03-20T08:38:00.000-07:00The moments that will be forever etched into my me...The moments that will be forever etched into my memory are way back when I worked on the road crew opening Mt. Evans.<BR/><BR/>Each morning we would drive up to a point a few corners down from where we stopped the day before. We would get out of the truck and walk up around a corner quietly, and we would see all the wildlife that hung out together on the bare road that held the warmth from the previous suns day.<BR/><BR/>We would always be treated to big horn sheep, mountain goats, marmots, and if lucky, an elk.<BR/><BR/>If only I could have made a living working up there...SkylersDadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18264164502733912326noreply@blogger.com