tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post4000217485323793591..comments2023-08-27T04:12:50.916-07:00Comments on Christina Carson Blogging: The Night the Moon Touched the GroundCLChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-49711264489794310532015-07-08T21:11:54.742-07:002015-07-08T21:11:54.742-07:00When I saw where you two were headed, I thought oh...When I saw where you two were headed, I thought oh how wonderful. It is the truth that does indeed set us free, but it takes conviction to move toward it. So happy for you that you have. Enjoy and don't stop.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-3321028829512644602015-07-05T15:02:17.146-07:002015-07-05T15:02:17.146-07:00Lovely piece, Christina. We've just moved to t...Lovely piece, Christina. We've just moved to the mountains surrounded by the woods. The past few days of breathing the oxygen-rich air and soaking up the green of the forest has rejuvenated me. I'd been away too long.P.C. Zickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16783850526082974644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-70295178272715070332015-06-19T22:43:53.166-07:002015-06-19T22:43:53.166-07:00I'm delighted you stop by and enjoy.I'm delighted you stop by and enjoy.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-15045312008542353902015-06-17T03:40:16.938-07:002015-06-17T03:40:16.938-07:00I really love to read this post and I am glad to f...I really love to read this post and I am glad to find your distinguished way of writing the post. Thanks!Contact hotmail customer servicehttp://passwordhelp.co.uk/recover_hotmail_reset_password.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-34002850206700050922015-06-13T15:22:20.687-07:002015-06-13T15:22:20.687-07:00Love that you stop by, Claude. With some of the pr...Love that you stop by, Claude. With some of the problems you face in your field of expertise, I'm sure looking at the window into whatever lies outside in your beautiful country, helps ease your heart.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-30514158420784881992015-06-13T15:19:22.021-07:002015-06-13T15:19:22.021-07:00So glad you are there to share it with. I sense th...So glad you are there to share it with. I sense the soul of humans needs to be continually fed on beauty and the natural world offers it up freely even in the densest of cities or direst of circumstances. We are well cared for. CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-75028842819349881602015-06-13T15:15:32.680-07:002015-06-13T15:15:32.680-07:00Stunning, Merri. A hush came over me as I read you...Stunning, Merri. A hush came over me as I read your description of that night. Thank you for sharing that night with all of us. We can never have too much of nature's beauty.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-27351365547594878712015-06-13T15:11:52.429-07:002015-06-13T15:11:52.429-07:00Ah, Alana, I can see it. If your mum didn't fi...Ah, Alana, I can see it. If your mum didn't find it a favorite outing then bless her for insuring such memories for the lifetime of her child. I have thought of doing what you suggest, but sometimes it is hard to go back there knowing I will have to leave again, Perhaps some day, however.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-14547485562026005172015-06-12T06:53:37.386-07:002015-06-12T06:53:37.386-07:00Christina, it's always wonderful to read you, ...Christina, it's always wonderful to read you, great story, great sensibility!Claude Forthommehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03871790739257823515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-32083581877174773222015-06-12T03:44:31.512-07:002015-06-12T03:44:31.512-07:00Oh my gosh Christina ... I loved the story. It is ...Oh my gosh Christina ... I loved the story. It is so true and full of wisdom and humor and love .. perfect. I feel blessed to have seen that moon .. but the video is beyond beautiful. Thank you for sharing beauty as you always do. Beca Lewishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13925250291056781540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-82575973931918756562015-06-12T01:52:03.756-07:002015-06-12T01:52:03.756-07:00I have been in the North Woods in Ely , Minnesota...I have been in the North Woods in Ely , Minnesota growing up at Everett Lake on the Echo Trail. Pitch dark, as a kid out there, smelling the woods in the damp Minnesota summer night, I was alone, as the parents and their friends, were in the Lodge, partying. I sat on the lawn in front of the old garage, there , on the grass, looking up..up up...at the vast cannnopy of twinlkling stars, then , over the garage and treel line etched out in back of it, came the moon, lighty burnihsed with the palattes of gold mixed with silver, sliding upward like an egg in the sky -skillet, it went, and I knew in my Soul there was ONE creator and I was ONE with that creator, and it was kind of a floating realizetion of total Spiritual Substance interchanging with me, the garage, the treeline, the lodge and the laughter inside..all ONE..peaceful and harmonious. Thank you for the memory of that, and the vision of yours...so beautiflly sketched out for us only as you can do , Christina. Wordsmith that you are, painter of our innermost dreams, I thank you.--MerriAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-54725769505106766862015-06-11T22:13:44.439-07:002015-06-11T22:13:44.439-07:00Christina, I too feel for the young of today who d...Christina, I too feel for the young of today who don't experience such things. I remember a night in outback Australia camping with my family. I must have been about 7. The stars carpeted the sky, glittering so close I thought I could touch them. We had no more protection than a tarpaulin between us and the ground and it was magical. Don't know if my mother felt the same way :) You need to put these anecdotes together and make them a short story collection. Alana Woodshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11265658031780305723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-36131474378257308962015-06-11T21:57:26.537-07:002015-06-11T21:57:26.537-07:00I think I feel sorriest for the young children of ...I think I feel sorriest for the young children of today who not only don't run through woods stopping at small creeks to play or making new homes in its bushes or trees, but worse are taught to fear so many creatures of nature as to not want to go there. So glad you have special memories as well for they are worth gold in a world as chaotic and angry as ours. Thanks for your lovely comments, Jack.CLChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15285667433095434961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4899935788746803376.post-83621387091407837582015-06-11T19:27:49.332-07:002015-06-11T19:27:49.332-07:00Don't you feel sorry for those, those countles...Don't you feel sorry for those, those countless masses, who have never witnessed nature? After reading your beautiful description, I'll probably spend the remainder of the evening seeing some of my own in my memory's eye... Thank youJack Durishhttp://www.jackdurish.comnoreply@blogger.com