tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154679782170119347.post5143570757694772686..comments2023-11-16T06:56:25.495-04:00Comments on Blog - Susan Black Art: in a different lightSusanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00260575133577123845noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154679782170119347.post-59733739477824257342008-08-17T02:21:00.000-03:002008-08-17T02:21:00.000-03:00Fantastic, gorgeous photo that last one is! From m...Fantastic, gorgeous photo that last one is! <BR/><BR/>From my experience, all I can say is that you were created for a purpose and that is found in God, your creator. Ask God to lead you. We're all backing you on this journey.Mmmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16379020705220234984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154679782170119347.post-32261713034202969712008-08-11T20:56:00.000-03:002008-08-11T20:56:00.000-03:00Yes, it is out there waiting for you, dear bloggy ...Yes, it is out there waiting for you, dear bloggy friend! x oTess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154679782170119347.post-41074979395118580982008-08-11T14:29:00.000-03:002008-08-11T14:29:00.000-03:00I seem to be suffering the same affliction, lost h...I seem to be suffering the same affliction, lost hope, and an overwhelming urge to run away and hide (or maybe just not get out of bed.) Both of us can get through this, day to day. Much love and sweet thoughts from the Left Coast.J.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07490109332475074631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154679782170119347.post-64888020722474639982008-08-11T12:29:00.000-03:002008-08-11T12:29:00.000-03:00The colours of the sweet peas in this light could ...The colours of the sweet peas in this light could be the label of your bath scent today.... all orangey/lemony,patchouli-y..... they're lovely.BumbleVeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13272892605379537233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154679782170119347.post-63703985431010481692008-08-11T12:13:00.000-03:002008-08-11T12:13:00.000-03:00Hugs, my dear.Hugs, my dear.anyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11330838836181706358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154679782170119347.post-37626326691625994432008-08-11T11:25:00.000-03:002008-08-11T11:25:00.000-03:00Hope Hope is the thing with feathersThat perch...Hope <BR/><BR/>Hope is the thing with feathers<BR/>That perches in the soul,<BR/>And sings the tune--without the words,<BR/>And never stops at all,<BR/><BR/>And sweetest in the gale is heard;<BR/>And sore must be the storm<BR/>That could abash the little bird<BR/>That kept so many warm.<BR/><BR/>I've heard it in the chillest land,<BR/>And on the strangest sea;<BR/>Yet, never, in extremity,<BR/>It asked a crumb of me.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I thought pehaps this Dickinson poem might be of some use to you today. You are in my thoughts.<BR/>And Edward's.Pamela Terry and Edwardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12746603636884819522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7154679782170119347.post-11537338531945193542008-08-11T08:10:00.000-03:002008-08-11T08:10:00.000-03:00awww....hope is not lost...it's just a little mis-...awww....hope is not lost...it's just a little mis-placed right now. ;-) Hang in there, Susan. You will find a brighter day..I promise! *hugs*Alexandra MacVeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17317852980496492650noreply@blogger.com