tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post2670259009637439266..comments2023-12-27T08:47:46.468-05:00Comments on Irish Gumbo: Train In Vain: WinterIrish Gumbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07386134334156997186noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-34904661011572657852010-03-18T22:07:34.562-04:002010-03-18T22:07:34.562-04:00I like to watch the trains go past and their whist...I like to watch the trains go past and their whistle is so mournful.Sydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05642843245634635843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-72839475581410978832010-03-15T01:43:02.089-04:002010-03-15T01:43:02.089-04:00There it is ... the lonely stretch of my job. Oh ...There it is ... the lonely stretch of my job. Oh the rails they are a calling!<br /><br />namaste!SweetPeaSurryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17193034370248526025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-73021494758565077622010-03-14T15:41:32.488-04:002010-03-14T15:41:32.488-04:00lonely is an addiction....lonely is an addiction....SSPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01358246374080080885noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-80853900783998058392010-03-14T12:55:01.759-04:002010-03-14T12:55:01.759-04:00This post and that photo sums up today perfectly. ...This post and that photo sums up today perfectly. Thanks.cheatymoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06328903955238115971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-10759878624784277372010-03-14T12:29:53.425-04:002010-03-14T12:29:53.425-04:00How many steps until you get around that bend that...How many steps until you get around that bend that disappears behind those trees?Mike McLarenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881672365554137673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-67891428661822529982010-03-14T08:25:32.840-04:002010-03-14T08:25:32.840-04:00"...the trees offered no counsel."
Seem..."...the trees offered no counsel."<br /><br />Seems like they only do that when they have leaves. Perhaps nudity makes them too self-conscious to advise.Jeanne Estridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13096521122802823385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-57853036962046762532010-03-14T01:14:58.742-05:002010-03-14T01:14:58.742-05:00Hi, what's with the mist of melancholy surroun...Hi, what's with the mist of melancholy surrounding this post. I loved the thought of you imagining where the train would have taken you. That was a beautiful post.Janahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16507105587313861043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-80842308853776638912010-03-14T00:35:34.197-05:002010-03-14T00:35:34.197-05:00Oh wow. I love the yearning of train tracks and p...Oh wow. I love the yearning of train tracks and possibilties.Pseudohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10430783970802030846noreply@blogger.com