tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2330762245893680745.post2574854717176519904..comments2024-03-13T13:25:01.402-07:00Comments on An Hour A Day: Home from the Land of Fairy Dustcmillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03128598629089024454noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2330762245893680745.post-60293264977612381022011-01-12T19:59:42.009-08:002011-01-12T19:59:42.009-08:00This post made me laugh and laugh -- not the wish,...This post made me laugh and laugh -- not the wish, which is perfectly serious, but the comments about 'a whole laundry list of desiderata'. I hope the fairy dust works its magic on you.hipparchiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12861025738759219134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2330762245893680745.post-81091830834016013802011-01-10T04:15:40.746-08:002011-01-10T04:15:40.746-08:00I heard the crunch of the tires on the snow as you...I heard the crunch of the tires on the snow as you were shuttled away still fresh with fairy dust, poetry, and an abundance of love from all of us. It was quite unbearable to pass by your room with the pink laundry bag outside the pink room in the pink wing. Fingers crossed that you will find a way to come next year. And, YOU, dear friend, have an open invitation to visit the pond!Clara Gillow Clarkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10204130118900222511noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2330762245893680745.post-4571487346517404272011-01-09T17:28:25.221-08:002011-01-09T17:28:25.221-08:00I'm glad you're home safely, too, Pat. Bu...I'm glad you're home safely, too, Pat. But boy did 4:30 a.m. come early this morning! And I'm going to try to figure out if there's a way that I can come next year - I don't know if I can live without it.cmillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03128598629089024454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2330762245893680745.post-68513844600225418802011-01-09T15:16:48.958-08:002011-01-09T15:16:48.958-08:00Claudia,
I'm glad you made it home okay. You ...Claudia,<br />I'm glad you made it home okay. You slipped away so quietly this morning that I didn't hear a sound although I think I was awake around then and usually heard people using the front door. Have a good semester. I'm already grieving the fact (still in the eulogy mood) that you won't be there next year.Pat Brissonhttp://patbrisson.comnoreply@blogger.com