tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post1647699100542326481..comments2023-06-10T11:26:15.077-04:00Comments on bricolage: Night LightsGiuliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06569643363733791671noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-18266764305763467812010-08-07T20:25:05.023-04:002010-08-07T20:25:05.023-04:00Yes, exactly. Hadn't thought of it at the time...Yes, exactly. Hadn't thought of it at the time. It's so charming. I try not to think of the spiders that must be in there, though. The only spider I've ever liked is Charlotte. <br /><br />How lucky to have seen the Northern Lights from your backyard. I shall try not to be envious. The very idea that August means "cold grass" is beguiling. All I see are burnt up gardens & yards. Except, it's not like actually burning here as in Russia (those poor people, terrible).Giuliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06569643363733791671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-77377281802105514472010-08-07T15:58:58.102-04:002010-08-07T15:58:58.102-04:00I love the tree bed. It reminds me of Babar's ...I love the tree bed. It reminds me of Babar's friend Zephyr and a myriad of other kid's stories. <br /><br />I watched the Northern Lights from my own back yard once as a kid. It must have been August because the grass was cold. Beguiling.The Clever Puphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07198739825136188378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-82100978281760383682010-08-06T22:22:43.388-04:002010-08-06T22:22:43.388-04:00Me, too, Angie. And I just realized that it's ...Me, too, Angie. And I just realized that it's 10.21pm on a Friday night. I wasn't well enough to go to a party (I wanted to go) tonight. And so what do I do? Man. I'm logging off & going to watch some wonderful Brit humor DVDs. And then fall into bed & hope to sleep. Have a great weekend w/your little ones. It's so fun, isn't it? I know not all the time, but...Giuliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06569643363733791671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-69861181375143859332010-08-06T03:54:23.189-04:002010-08-06T03:54:23.189-04:00Oh! I love those photos. I could sit in that tub ...Oh! I love those photos. I could sit in that tub for hours... Or in that bed.Angie Muresanhttp://www.angiemuresan.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-8632382594940504542010-08-05T13:41:00.385-04:002010-08-05T13:41:00.385-04:00It's one of my dreams to go to Scandinavia and...It's one of my dreams to go to Scandinavia and see an aurora borealis! Two of my friends are in Norway right now and I envy them - especially with this INSANE heat in NYC...Mary-Laurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05014386827410465480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-67844204992728046442010-08-04T19:46:25.532-04:002010-08-04T19:46:25.532-04:00I hope so. Now everywhere I look, including in the...I hope so. Now everywhere I look, including in the Gardener's Supply catalogue...mentions of the northern lights. <br /><br />I lived on/near Lake Erie from kindergarten through mid-6th grade. It's weird that I wouldn't remember. Oh well.Giuliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06569643363733791671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6587196777215085377.post-28772125281296700412010-08-04T13:38:12.447-04:002010-08-04T13:38:12.447-04:00Those are wonderful photos and I do like that poem...Those are wonderful photos and I do like that poem. Sorry that you've never seen the lights. They are spectacular. Maybe next time, eh? Cheers.Katharinenoreply@blogger.com