tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525061611057949729.post5569447993841412558..comments2023-12-25T00:19:13.236-08:00Comments on I like gleaming surfaces.: Where I am FromLouvregirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052153326685432260noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525061611057949729.post-89334338391280043992011-06-24T08:50:56.058-07:002011-06-24T08:50:56.058-07:00Wow - that is an astounding story about the house ...Wow - that is an astounding story about the house being the very same one!<br /><br />That was actually my grandparents' house in Macon, Georgia. They moved to that house when my dad was a teenager and my grandmother sold it when she was 80 and moved to assisted living. My dad told me that the person who bought it didn't take care of it - he and mom drove down that street a few years ago and saw that it was empty and the roof was caving in. So sad. It was a wonderful home to visit. The street just wasn't a good one anymore.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13984802196897920610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525061611057949729.post-61583617026520888922011-06-24T05:03:43.319-07:002011-06-24T05:03:43.319-07:00Hey Spiderdama...thanks for stopping by! Your blog...Hey Spiderdama...thanks for stopping by! Your blog has truly gorgeous photos as well!<br />lg<br />:-)Louvregirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15052153326685432260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525061611057949729.post-40005095124482726502011-06-23T22:53:48.772-07:002011-06-23T22:53:48.772-07:00Wonderful post and blog!
Happy weekend to you, reg...Wonderful post and blog!<br />Happy weekend to you, regards from NorwayTaniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06265612437081104183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525061611057949729.post-3891314022785807452011-06-23T11:14:40.043-07:002011-06-23T11:14:40.043-07:00I'm back!
How very sad that the house you live...I'm back!<br />How very sad that the house you lived in...was gone! Oh- I think that I would have truly cried Lynn. :-( I have an interesting story about the 2 story house my Mom grew up in. I had a girlfriend in grade school and went to her house to visit; came home and told my mom all about it. My mom asked me about the house; where it was....it was her childhood home that had been moved w-a-y across town to another location. New family in it but I got to romp through it whenever I visited my friend! Cool-eh? I thought that was unusual...Louvregirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15052153326685432260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525061611057949729.post-90329218224935261402011-06-23T09:37:44.292-07:002011-06-23T09:37:44.292-07:00Lynn~ what a nice post today! I am running out the...Lynn~ what a nice post today! I am running out the door but will get back to this later. Thank you for sharing that.<br />lg<br />(in my dreams I am from France!)<br />:-)<br />wink!Louvregirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15052153326685432260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3525061611057949729.post-66404690047101127762011-06-23T06:42:51.490-07:002011-06-23T06:42:51.490-07:00I thought you were from France, lg. :) I can see ...I thought you were from France, lg. :) I can see you dreaming at your grandparents' house. Life was so simple then, wasn't it? I remember the lush grass in my grandparents' back yard. The huge pecan tree in the middle of it all. An ice cream churn that everyone took turns cranking.<br /><br />The weekend my father died, my sister and I went out on an errand and decided to drive by that house. It was gone! The yard was still there though, overgrown now, and the pecan tree. An errant jonquil bloomed in the front. My sister wanted to dig it up (strange that it was blooming in December), but I thought the hands that planted it so long ago would want it left there.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13984802196897920610noreply@blogger.com