tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post1088987116771464539..comments2024-03-28T14:31:59.509-05:00Comments on Far Side of Fifty: Christmas MoodFar Side of Fiftyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-19763449115547192232008-12-08T03:25:00.000-06:002008-12-08T03:25:00.000-06:00can you send some of the snow over? I miss them, t...can you send some of the snow over? I miss them, the only time I get to touch the snow is when I went overseas to NewZealand years ago. We only have rain and sunny in Singapore.Jamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01165901556595808031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-9270109232910102772008-12-08T00:31:00.000-06:002008-12-08T00:31:00.000-06:00I'd never heard of piss popple..great name! I can ...I'd never heard of piss popple..great name! I can heard them in the fire from here!<BR/>Not to spoil your mood, but the tree hunter...if they were desperate, could they not have found a small WHOLE tree to take (steal)? One year, we used a 'tumble weed'...T'was FREE and tumbled into our space. <BR/>I'm glad you got out..Cowboy has been telling me to do that! I haven't even started my car in 3 weeks? Sad...The W.O.W. factor!https://www.blogger.com/profile/18262478798908787803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-61196451934629497262008-12-07T00:36:00.000-06:002008-12-07T00:36:00.000-06:00Great story - and I love that last picture. I love...Great story - and I love that last picture. I love the smell of gingerbread -that can really lift the spirits (as can the eating thereof)...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-3424788753964039482008-12-06T23:40:00.000-06:002008-12-06T23:40:00.000-06:00Oh I love your cat, and I've finally found someone...Oh I love your cat, and I've finally found someone who is rational. How do I know? Well, since I'm the ONLY person on earth who detests Thanksgiving and Christmas (yikes! They're throwing rocks at me again!) I need someone else on my side.<BR/><BR/>It angers me that so many people buy in on the robotic trend to let a calendar declare that "TODAY YOU WILL COOK TURKEY" or "TODAY YOU WILL PRETEND PLEASURE OVER HANDING OVER MANY PRESENTS TO PEOPLE YOU DON'T LIKE AND WON'T SEE FOR ANOTHER YEAR". Bah, humbug.<BR/><BR/>And there goes another tree in the woods....because the calendar made him do it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-11975955578131058922008-12-06T19:01:00.000-06:002008-12-06T19:01:00.000-06:00I like the sound of piss popple.Especially because...I like the sound of piss popple.<BR/>Especially because that is the tree that my ex husband thought was a birch -- and he tried to swing on it.<BR/><BR/>It broke (smack down)Pamelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05404943895800549273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-16553449241319322652008-12-06T18:49:00.000-06:002008-12-06T18:49:00.000-06:00Good Story. I like the way you reason out stuff.Th...Good Story. <BR/>I like the way you reason out stuff.That and your way with ummm, words. Lol..<BR/>We use to have beavers in our pond. You should see some of the huge trees they knawed. I mean great big ole trees. Luckily, some of the trees survived, some didn't.<BR/>The beavers all went somewhere else, thank goodness.<BR/>Have a good weekend.<BR/>PamAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-22050478719186243772008-12-06T18:19:00.000-06:002008-12-06T18:19:00.000-06:00I love the way your photographs and words collabor...I love the way your photographs and words collaborate to tell your stories.Jeanne Estridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13096521122802823385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-24858275305376415332008-12-06T15:45:00.000-06:002008-12-06T15:45:00.000-06:00Hope you had a fun trip. We haven't been the the ...Hope you had a fun trip. We haven't been the the forest for a while, we ususally head for the high desert, it's closer.Jewelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11621107218267372986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-43881909185250567112008-12-06T15:36:00.000-06:002008-12-06T15:36:00.000-06:00I'm going to use your word "piss popple" when I'm ...I'm going to use your word "piss popple" when I'm tempted to say other bad words from now on - or maybe I'll say fiss fopple in honor of F words, LOL!<BR/>I like how you thought of the tree hunter - hope you're right. I like to think of it that way too.<BR/>Glad your mood has improved :-)Marthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12500564300569765406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-47714720609894486422008-12-06T13:35:00.000-06:002008-12-06T13:35:00.000-06:00I love the name "Piss Popple." I also appreciated...I love the name "Piss Popple." I also appreciated the way you thought about the Christmas tree hunter. Maybe that's the only Christmas his children will have.<BR/>A mink, I don't think we have those here and that was really something. We do have beavers though.<BR/>What gets me in the Christmas mood is the smell of pine, crisp cold air, clear northern winter skies and the snow on the ground. Also, sleigh rides with hot chocolate after.The Silver Age Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01135538968544231161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5456722259350114571.post-43806140996952603892008-12-06T12:25:00.000-06:002008-12-06T12:25:00.000-06:00Very cool story.. did you ever see National lampoo...Very cool story.. did you ever see National lampoons X-mas vacation? Remember the squirrel?.. :-) <BR/>Looks like the beavers are not frozen in yet.<BR/>Later...EdEdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17502488287339607228noreply@blogger.com