tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253298079646633382.post8619405848200277767..comments2023-05-24T08:13:44.295-07:00Comments on When Owl Had Cancer: 52. Weeping at the wood's edgeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253298079646633382.post-44048098379515322702014-09-30T03:51:33.935-07:002014-09-30T03:51:33.935-07:00Ooohhh I love the image of woods and valleys fille...Ooohhh I love the image of woods and valleys filled with weeping women! Let's all go!<br />Actually, looking at the map again afterwards, husband said he could have told me it wasn't a public wood, because although it had plenty of tracks marked, there were no public footpaths in it...<br />Another 50 years and my 1000 newly planted baby trees will have grown into my own private wood to sit and wail in! Anyone who wants to come and join me then is welcome. (age 100+, we will all be hairless, toothless and senseless, and might need it.)Irene Tuffreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06879106173665659016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253298079646633382.post-51411247183153499932014-09-29T09:18:00.544-07:002014-09-29T09:18:00.544-07:00I am less beautiful than you, and for me this evo...I am less beautiful than you, and for me this evokes negative emotions, like anger. How dare they close the wood? What if cancer patients (or even everyone) had the right to roam? I suppose the country would come to a standstill as lonely woods and valleys filled with weeping women with no hair. Jane Bernalnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253298079646633382.post-25373486967815501502014-09-28T09:50:20.101-07:002014-09-28T09:50:20.101-07:00Dearest Irene, still beautiful in your painfully h...Dearest Irene, still beautiful in your painfully honest emotions. This is real, this is how it is for you. And I think you're amazing. Just wish I could be there to give you an enormous hug. Lesleynoreply@blogger.com