tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post7211928536454534244..comments2024-01-28T02:33:20.498-06:00Comments on Treasures Found :: Inspiration is Everywhere: Coming To My Senses::All Star GameTesoriTrovatihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12771359288546654791noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-23351933101974343442010-06-07T20:51:35.246-05:002010-06-07T20:51:35.246-05:00Perfect capture of a day at the ball field!
I ha...Perfect capture of a day at the ball field! <br /><br />I have no stories since I was in the writer's zone all weekend. All my senses were focused on the inner workings of my brain. A scary thing. <br /><br />And cheese curds. Oh, how I love cheese curds.Joann Mannixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11163491824085428085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-61603072177626169602010-06-07T20:44:08.701-05:002010-06-07T20:44:08.701-05:00What a great and visual post!! I could almost &qu...What a great and visual post!! I could almost "be" at that game! I had my first visit to a real flea market this weekend so can you imagine what came to my senses? Everything and the wonderful coffee cake I purchased was probably the best "scent" ever :-)Sheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07017913686809901417noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-61182241935686546742010-06-07T18:56:22.338-05:002010-06-07T18:56:22.338-05:00Hi Erin,
Ahhh...summer and baseball...they go toge...Hi Erin,<br />Ahhh...summer and baseball...they go together well, don't they (I have three kids at three different practices tonight!).<br /><br />For me, it was: the smell of the grill, the taste of the ice cream, and laughter of friends, and the sprinkle of rain...and it was all good...Lancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12347642337022150880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-71524681471476215402010-06-07T17:05:31.819-05:002010-06-07T17:05:31.819-05:00You had me! Wishes for a great season of ball!You had me! Wishes for a great season of ball!Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09539090300799927263noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-33590471740922516642010-06-07T14:56:43.886-05:002010-06-07T14:56:43.886-05:00You really made me feel like I was there! Good job...You really made me feel like I was there! Good job!Jennershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08044537551139633301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-92183890339868840902010-06-07T12:25:32.633-05:002010-06-07T12:25:32.633-05:00Oh, I'm jealous. We're missing out on All ...Oh, I'm jealous. We're missing out on All Stars this summer because of our travel plans. There's nothing quite like boiled peanuts, ice cream and a bunch of little boys celebrating the big win. Enjoy!!!Mermaid Glasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18132718604932425441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-9582413866410397822010-06-07T08:54:41.960-05:002010-06-07T08:54:41.960-05:00Sunshine on my walk. The small of jacarandas in t...Sunshine on my walk. The small of jacarandas in the air! Thanks for the reminder to slow down and notice all that surrounds me!Bossy Bettyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12568355839499622409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-58245117456961336712010-06-07T08:13:51.355-05:002010-06-07T08:13:51.355-05:00I come to my senses all the time however I never e...I come to my senses all the time however I never end up staying long:) I love that your feelings of summer are around your son. Summer always means more family time to me, it just seems like we get to enjoy more of it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06000223877502634308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144530270551564552.post-867005083361057912010-06-07T07:47:14.958-05:002010-06-07T07:47:14.958-05:00The weekend brought a number of sensations...the s...The weekend brought a number of sensations...the sight of the roiling sky, mid-thunderstorm, the sound of the rain, the satisfying clap! of thunder....the feeling of the Virginia humidity, enveloping me like a giant wet washcloth...the peace in a half an hour spent picking sour cherries with my ex-husband...the sight of the crimson red cherries mounded in a bowl, pitted and glistening...the taste of an ice-cold beer enjoyed with my husband on the deck in the twilight.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04096488417846275728noreply@blogger.com