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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
2/6/2005 |
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Frozen berries. Yum, yum.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
1/30/2005 |
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Great write Susan!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Richerson |
1/29/2005 |
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| how wonderful that you can find inspiration in the ice! lovely poem and picture even made me smile - and I typically find no joy in ice storms. :) |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
1/29/2005 |
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Susan,
Most people curse ice storms; your Muse is inspired by them. This is absolutely gorgeous! (Both pic and verse.) Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :) |
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| Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) |
1/29/2005 |
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| I hate it when we do that and the ice storm had not even come when I slipped and hit my bobo and my booboo too it is still bruised. |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
1/29/2005 |
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beautiful picture, beautiful poem; but be careful! don't fall on your bobo; don't need you hurting yourself...the last time we had an ice storm (last year), it was quite a challenge for me to negotiate the icy terrain on my crutches...t'aint easy, McGee...i managed to fall on my bobo a few times...*OW* LOL
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
1/29/2005 |
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| Well, there is no photo for me to see but still the words are what count as far as I am concerned. And your words are always right on the money. I thing there is nothing more beautiful than the landscape after an ice storm has passed through. Stay warm. Stay safwe. |
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