tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2456318398282222750.post7905133575219140576..comments2024-01-08T19:11:58.524-08:00Comments on Ancient Cloth: rootsMariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14759831735033471810noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2456318398282222750.post-47152798052676149382013-01-30T11:28:47.906-08:002013-01-30T11:28:47.906-08:00Hi there, this weekend is pleasant in support of m...Hi there, this weekend is pleasant in support of me, as this time i am reading this wonderful educational post here at my house.<br /><i>Review my homepage</i> :: <b><a href="http://bct12311.com/space.php?uid=36818&do=blog&id=414539" rel="nofollow">Bct12311.Com</a></b>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2456318398282222750.post-51834669526079092892011-06-02T09:17:21.941-07:002011-06-02T09:17:21.941-07:00I did a cross stitch and gave it to my in-laws tha...I did a cross stitch and gave it to my in-laws that said ..."Home is where you hang your memories." I think that is what home it to me...it is a place to make memories. Sometime I have almost ruined it when I would be tired and frustrated and a kid would taunt me...I remember one day feeling like this. I had an ripe avocado in my hand and I just wanted to rub it in someones face...so what did I do? I rubbed it in my own face. I knew they would remember it and I didn't want them to have a bad memory so it changed my focus and theirs. They talk about that...and maybe one day they will remember this and rub an avocado in their face rather than taint their home with a bad memory.<br /><br />I loved your quotes and plan to write them in my journal.Snail Clothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12176159647332196184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2456318398282222750.post-38417572558689533602011-06-01T10:19:45.755-07:002011-06-01T10:19:45.755-07:00Love this post, Marie ! For me home is where the h...Love this post, Marie ! For me home is where the heart is, definitely. I lived in several places; some of them I considered "home" for a while. Roots are different, mine are really where I grew up, around my family. Your little black dolls are cute and charming. You have such a creative touch about all you do :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2456318398282222750.post-20405508592124067592011-05-27T05:49:15.278-07:002011-05-27T05:49:15.278-07:00Awww...thank you Mary <3
You always make me smi...Awww...thank you Mary <3<br />You always make me smile :)Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14759831735033471810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2456318398282222750.post-43214421662272844452011-05-26T12:38:13.906-07:002011-05-26T12:38:13.906-07:00Love your "home" post and all the dolls ...Love your "home" post and all the dolls and your wonderful folk-outsider art paintings- so sweet-<br />like you!Mary Stanley https://www.blogger.com/profile/16317507221182466529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2456318398282222750.post-61422598350766462782011-05-24T05:37:47.209-07:002011-05-24T05:37:47.209-07:00That is so true. Mom's are the "heart&quo...That is so true. Mom's are the "heart" of the<br />family.<br />:)Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14759831735033471810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2456318398282222750.post-83358679950650393552011-05-24T04:54:26.435-07:002011-05-24T04:54:26.435-07:00I like "Home is where your mom is" - so ...I like "Home is where your mom is" - so true!Rustown Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12970069327566577570noreply@blogger.com