tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post3276416816541510652..comments2023-12-27T08:47:46.468-05:00Comments on Irish Gumbo: Sunday Meditation #2: On The Problem Of WeedsIrish Gumbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07386134334156997186noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-37552874687717829942011-08-23T14:23:55.814-04:002011-08-23T14:23:55.814-04:00We all have our weeds that choke out what is good....We all have our weeds that choke out what is good. Best to pull them up, roots and all.Sydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05642843245634635843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-73120468996831426302011-08-22T11:02:09.669-04:002011-08-22T11:02:09.669-04:00I really like this post.I really like this post.ATrainToNowherehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14292290430466945506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-25424671635913985012011-08-21T21:46:42.221-04:002011-08-21T21:46:42.221-04:00"G-maw" is priceless."G-maw" is priceless.Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-24404767050941373872011-08-21T07:41:27.723-04:002011-08-21T07:41:27.723-04:00Those last two sentences, they sometimes come from...Those last two sentences, they sometimes come from the depths of me.... well, minus the G-maw :)That gentleman's ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14662660073866660544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-38039981297581838112011-08-21T03:17:47.609-04:002011-08-21T03:17:47.609-04:00crepe myrtle always makes me want to turn the cloc...crepe myrtle always makes me want to turn the clock back about 60 years and live thenflutterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11828689769747130419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-53120285392184285962011-08-21T02:39:11.691-04:002011-08-21T02:39:11.691-04:00weeds, the untethered addictions that fade in and ...weeds, the untethered addictions that fade in and out of our conscious thoughts are always growing. Whether or not we decide to unveil our eyes and break through the silent panes of glass is entirely up to us. Isnt perfectly so, that only the weeds can grow so easily!Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18164471310146247950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-41606384463875229072011-08-21T00:54:55.725-04:002011-08-21T00:54:55.725-04:00She'll talk to you, speak to your heart, Irish...She'll talk to you, speak to your heart, Irish, and you'll know. You'll know.That Janie Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17447630124016303483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5446070095733469795.post-18915446356106265312011-08-21T00:30:40.401-04:002011-08-21T00:30:40.401-04:00You already know what she would do. She would rem...You already know what she would do. She would remove the weeds. You said so yourself.Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13151264293573254738noreply@blogger.com