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Response: I look forward to you poems -- I can't have too many Mary Oliver poems. The pretty paper actually came from a swap -- isn't swap-bot neat!
Response: You made my day! It's only 7 a.m.but nothing is going to top your wonderful compliment.
Response: Sure, a private swap is right up my alley, I LOVE writing about places I've been. I don't have your letter yet, but suggest what a swap might be.
Response: I'm well settled, thanks. And thanks for the nice words.
Response: Crochetting with selvage strips is new to me -- I'd love to know what you make.
Response: Glad the envie arrived at a good time. If I started writing about Africa it would go on and on. I have Flickr photos, and can PM the link if you like.
Response: No, I won't host a playwrighting swap, few people, unless they studied drama in college, has a clue what's involved.technicaly We all read and know stories and they are hard enough to write. I'm glad you liked this story.
Response: I'm very glad it was meaningful to you. It's a subject we all feel strongly about.
Response: What fun! It was the gulls -- it's a Canadian goose that wakes me up. There IS a dead tree with shells and if you'd like to see a picture of it, send me our email and I'll send a picture. I got a pc from my partner that was just as hard and she hasn't told me which was the lie yet.
Response: Not right. I DO remember both those things. And now I don't remember what the lie was that I wrote. Darn!
Response: Got it backward. I thought that would be a good one to fool people; we'll see what my other partner thinks.
Response: Thanks and I'm really looking forward to your letter.
Response: Thanks, I really want others to find the world as fascinating and wonderful to live in as I do. I hope you get that sense.
Response: No, never had broccoflower -- sounds like a "super-veggie" that's probably very good for you.
Response: Good to hear from you again, Susan -- will we ever catch up with the books beside our bed? Or will they secretly multiply when we're not looking as I oftenthink mne do?