tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post6284708179350134384..comments2023-09-10T07:52:40.405-07:00Comments on Blues of a Waxwing: Just SundayBlueshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14014949557018388159noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-2322940934264994192010-02-25T05:23:44.388-08:002010-02-25T05:23:44.388-08:00Beautifully written, truly. Your words are like a...Beautifully written, truly. Your words are like a delectable dessert.<br /><br />I'm glad you had such an awesome Valentine's Day. I spent mine wiping baby butts. It was awesome, just in a really different sort of way.Gwenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11098013076632075762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-46307007376292643092010-02-17T02:06:43.990-08:002010-02-17T02:06:43.990-08:00Damn girl. Completely envious of your Valentine...Damn girl. Completely envious of your Valentine's Day.Sidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16378637266179966793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-78800195070596370512010-02-16T15:31:56.298-08:002010-02-16T15:31:56.298-08:00This is porn. I'm calling the censor.
(I love...This is porn. I'm calling the censor.<br /><br />(I love this porn. If the censor comes I'll have to shoot my own toes.)Elliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09130776138284979286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-90948674582053836762010-02-16T04:37:51.270-08:002010-02-16T04:37:51.270-08:00When my wife and I lived in Manhattan B.C. (Before...When my wife and I lived in Manhattan B.C. (Before Children), we use to wake up early on a Sunday, have a bite to eat, bring the Sunday Times back to bead, read a few sections and then go back to sleep until about noon. It's long gone but not forgotten.The Unbearable Banishmenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704208968630911021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-3375547446238694382010-02-16T01:18:22.501-08:002010-02-16T01:18:22.501-08:00i want a sunday like that,i want a sunday like that,jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00096399788929322183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-22887174531094412682010-02-15T13:01:50.044-08:002010-02-15T13:01:50.044-08:00This post is delicious.This post is delicious.flutterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11828689769747130419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-41082076859503902362010-02-15T13:00:52.545-08:002010-02-15T13:00:52.545-08:00That sounds exquisite.That sounds exquisite.Noble Savagehttp://noblesavage.me.uknoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-29052808973530583302010-02-15T12:19:19.008-08:002010-02-15T12:19:19.008-08:00"The days here are cloudy and unpredictable m..."The days here are cloudy and unpredictable making for the loudest, most incestuous tangerine and pink grapefruit sunrises, where exaggerated violets zealously mate with silky blues and apricot yellows, thrusting me back to the Phoenix monsoon summers."<br /><br />I read this again, and it still takes my breath away . . .Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-39216711641705736502010-02-15T12:06:43.814-08:002010-02-15T12:06:43.814-08:00We have so little uncommitted, unstructured time t...We have so little uncommitted, unstructured time that those few moments are some of my favorite times spent with Gene. <br /><br />Glad you had a idyllic Sunday.<br /><br />Oh, and you know it's beautifully written when we can enjoy it too.formerly funhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04915882376165190052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5471917887376264974.post-69557299999782741592010-02-15T11:37:29.646-08:002010-02-15T11:37:29.646-08:00What an exquisite post!
You're descriptions...What an exquisite post! <br /><br />You're descriptions of the sky, and the dawning of day, literally made me gasp . . . <br /><br />Glad you found the time to put this up.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com