tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297631190403710992.post7475347648808251813..comments2024-03-27T14:34:57.325-04:00Comments on Through a Glass, Darkly: September FirstM.K.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09205619221345704689noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297631190403710992.post-81971316011350513492013-09-01T23:00:41.040-04:002013-09-01T23:00:41.040-04:00I like your poem! August drains the last bit of l...I like your poem! August drains the last bit of life right of you here in Texas. The grass crunches under your feet and the leaves drop from the trees, not in autumn glory but because the trees are so thirsty.Angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11718137744623626322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297631190403710992.post-83849987172033009512013-09-01T20:09:26.237-04:002013-09-01T20:09:26.237-04:00To summer and August I say, "good riddance!&q...To summer and August I say, "good riddance!"Thistle Cove Farmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15722295191884810953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6297631190403710992.post-90357768524157713472013-09-01T17:59:09.194-04:002013-09-01T17:59:09.194-04:00Ha ha ha! Are you REALLY afraid of earthquakes? ...Ha ha ha! Are you REALLY afraid of earthquakes? I think you'd LOVE California. I would, too. It's WAY too expensive, though.Pom Pomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01524994024698986829noreply@blogger.com