tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10102312.post593100042930253589..comments2023-07-11T08:14:18.881-04:00Comments on vale of evening fog: i am my mother's daughter and my daughter's mother. . .zoe krylovahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09298797881702007719noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10102312.post-78788344598555615512013-05-13T10:58:34.392-04:002013-05-13T10:58:34.392-04:00I love reading your blog...the pictures of your mo...I love reading your blog...the pictures of your mother are beautiful; she certainly raised a talented woman. Frances & Ellanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10102312.post-55208120653960870992013-05-13T08:28:17.434-04:002013-05-13T08:28:17.434-04:00yes, he was busy wasn't he? at least he was (m...yes, he was busy wasn't he? at least he was (mostly) quiet! i hope you had a lovely day. thanks for the kind words!zoe krylovahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09298797881702007719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10102312.post-15088765658479795982013-05-13T08:19:11.021-04:002013-05-13T08:19:11.021-04:00I kept thinking yesterday at the concert that Tris...I kept thinking yesterday at the concert that Tristan totally had it right - moving, grooving, thrashing, hugging, resting... the music inspired all those things! Your documentation of the day is so rich and beautiful. Gwendolyn Brighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00129079823702976407noreply@blogger.com