tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31512762.post4172662690429329208..comments2008-07-06T15:59:01.885-07:00Sue O'Kieffehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07532715996963297737noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31512762.post-48931727312832433462008-07-06T14:29:00.000-07:002008-07-06T14:29:00.000-07:00well, roses grow well in your neck of the woods, mum. bought an Airplane CD last night - live at Fillmore East circa Woodstock.<BR/><BR/>The label said "relive ths ummer of love" which was 67 not 69, bu that's record marketing for you.<BR/><BR/>Close is only good in horse shoes and hand granades....<BR/><BR/>Peaceful Sunday, despite the ill advised meta.four...<BR/><BR/>john.anonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31512762.post-26370680892245374012008-07-06T09:35:00.000-07:002008-07-06T09:35:00.000-07:00BEAUTIFUL...you can visually smell them!! Wonderful sonnet also...pattiehttp://www.writingaffirmations.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31512762.post-2887532411129401112008-07-06T08:26:00.000-07:002008-07-06T08:26:00.000-07:00What a beautiful sonnet! Roses are magnificent flowers in their color, variety and fragrance. I love the delicate feel of their velvety petals.<BR/><BR/>I dedicated one of my captured firework displays to you, as a mandala. It had your name on it.<BR/><BR/>www.arteverything.com aka "The Way I See It".<BR/><BR/>Peaceful,Sacred Sunday!The Artful Eyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00004135813140464018noreply@blogger.com