tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post5538192888070552999..comments2023-09-07T05:09:13.736-07:00Comments on Writing in the Margins, Bursting at the Seams: Green and Green AloneAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03554662447246962880noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-21359484162889277522012-09-06T21:13:34.160-07:002012-09-06T21:13:34.160-07:00Fantastic - I love how you took the obvious transi...Fantastic - I love how you took the obvious transition (summer into fall) and expanded that in so many other directions: summer of life into autumn, motherhood to grandmotherhood, and the letting loose of old habits and inhibitions. This line really drew me in: "The corn at the edges of the field is brown and withered and this reminds Eloise of her hands." I like the image, and the flow of the words. Also? I *love* the name Eloise. :)Christinehttp://trudgingthroughfog.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-53288126259332483762012-09-04T10:33:53.207-07:002012-09-04T10:33:53.207-07:00Nice. That makes me want to drag out my colored p...Nice. That makes me want to drag out my colored pencils and pretend I have skills in the visual arts one more time!Annabellehttp://glassoffancy.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009654420271577413.post-23467789646371508772012-09-03T02:47:23.737-07:002012-09-03T02:47:23.737-07:00That is an awesome post. Very well written.That is an awesome post. Very well written.Beccahttp://www.cateringmelbourne.net/noreply@blogger.com