tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post840811696739775152..comments2024-03-08T07:03:12.909-05:00Comments on Life at Willow Manor: everything there is to be knownTess Kincaidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-62828431143509407992012-01-12T23:21:23.265-05:002012-01-12T23:21:23.265-05:00That stillness associated with the quite flowing r...That stillness associated with the quite flowing river far from the worldliness, quitens the mind and one with eternity all becomes.cyclopsevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11440123931878867581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-22429987207857759512011-12-21T12:48:38.607-05:002011-12-21T12:48:38.607-05:00Dear Tess: Exquisite photo; very professional qual...Dear Tess: Exquisite photo; very professional quality; if I may say; it has an archival quality to it...and the A.A. Milne (is this quote from Winnie The Pooh)so perfectly conscious in the now of beingness!chiccorealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16902834462795623856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-55994394847268735472011-12-09T00:05:11.346-05:002011-12-09T00:05:11.346-05:00I'm with Dom.... bridges for me mean Pooh Stic...I'm with Dom.... bridges for me mean Pooh Sticks. Give me a slow flowing river, and a couple of sticks, and I'm as happy as Larry.Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-11060160537642991462011-12-08T23:25:37.835-05:002011-12-08T23:25:37.835-05:00Or even sit on a wooden bridge over a creek at you...Or even sit on a wooden bridge over a creek at your grandmother's house in the mountains...Marchelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11201825708442679157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-88007381831933090582011-12-08T21:29:20.344-05:002011-12-08T21:29:20.344-05:00Nice post. -- barbaraNice post. -- barbaraFolkways Note Bookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07168881905408345126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-37052514541318669042011-12-08T19:22:16.689-05:002011-12-08T19:22:16.689-05:00Nice shot.
Knowing my luck, I don't stand on ...Nice shot.<br /><br />Knowing my luck, I don't stand on the bottom rail of bridges and lean over. The bridge would inevitabley slip slowly away beneath me and I'd end up in the river. Hence my lack of knowledge.Steven Cainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00251773690801692907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-49232975246252369802011-12-08T16:59:31.976-05:002011-12-08T16:59:31.976-05:00Tom, my favorite curse is from the movie "I K...Tom, my favorite curse is from the movie "I Know Where I'm Going"...Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-75118062773626247062011-12-08T16:58:33.371-05:002011-12-08T16:58:33.371-05:00Marion, that is beautiful...I'm scribbling it ...Marion, that is beautiful...I'm scribbling it down in my little notebook...thank you...Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-5969602562330076862011-12-08T16:37:48.654-05:002011-12-08T16:37:48.654-05:00Philip K Dick came up with a curse in one of his f...Philip K Dick came up with a curse in one of his fantasies: 'The Curse of All Knowledge'. Once you received this curse, you turned into dust and blew away with the wind.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-63120489447482694142011-12-08T15:31:57.876-05:002011-12-08T15:31:57.876-05:00That is beautiful. Great shot.That is beautiful. Great shot.Maggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00903678715925613725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-43812027203617343812011-12-08T13:59:27.439-05:002011-12-08T13:59:27.439-05:00Absolutely beautiful. Thank you for this.Absolutely beautiful. Thank you for this.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-12435558971462503072011-12-08T13:09:33.236-05:002011-12-08T13:09:33.236-05:00now there was a genius... I play 'pooh sticks&...now there was a genius... I play 'pooh sticks' every day when i cross over my local river bridge and never get tired... lovely thought xAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11431297921869969693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-86739313933576875232011-12-08T13:07:04.544-05:002011-12-08T13:07:04.544-05:00Amazing river photo and the perfect quote to go wi...Amazing river photo and the perfect quote to go with it. <br /><br />I have the Red River here in Louisiana. It's as much a part of me as my blood & my heartbeat. <br /><br />I read an amazing, funny, heart-rending memoir by Chris Offutt, "The Same River Twice" and there's a quote in the beginning which your post reminded me of. Thankfully, I knew right where the book was to go fetch it. :-)<br /><br />"I forget the names of towns without rivers.<br />A town needs a river to forgive the town.<br />Whatever river, whatever town---<br />It is much the same.<br />The cruelest things I did, I took to the river.<br />I begged the current: make me better." ~Richard Hugo, "The Towns We Know and Leave Behind, The Rivers We Carry With Us"Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-19396073623015883892011-12-08T12:43:33.301-05:002011-12-08T12:43:33.301-05:00I cross the Dublin bridge over the Scioto a lot......I cross the Dublin bridge over the Scioto a lot...the beautiful thing about the river is that it never looks the same...I take drive-by shots every time I cross...like some kind of wacky tourist...Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-26319212706636327052011-12-08T12:14:27.877-05:002011-12-08T12:14:27.877-05:00The sepia quality of this photograph makes it seem...The sepia quality of this photograph makes it seem very old as well as contemporary. Timeless.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-50639704645714921732011-12-08T11:45:01.049-05:002011-12-08T11:45:01.049-05:00I love the dark, murky feel of this photo. It says...I love the dark, murky feel of this photo. It says melancholy to me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-80772871604405022022011-12-08T11:43:08.851-05:002011-12-08T11:43:08.851-05:00Tess, your photograph prompted me to think of the ...Tess, your photograph prompted me to think of the following quote.<br /><br />“Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner is a thing brought to sight than it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away.” - Marcus AureliusMartinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494219959077922220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-15707221265909481752011-12-08T11:30:19.663-05:002011-12-08T11:30:19.663-05:00Perhaps that's true of paying careful, close, ...Perhaps that's true of paying careful, close, rapt attention to anything. It opens us to all life. Powerful photo.Grandmother Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18169464484379536529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-92054205642766176072011-12-08T11:14:44.415-05:002011-12-08T11:14:44.415-05:00That photo takes my breath awayThat photo takes my breath awayCathy Feasterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01302068829418562420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-36733044653259464222011-12-08T11:12:04.271-05:002011-12-08T11:12:04.271-05:00Indeed there is, Tom...indeed there is. Beautiful,...Indeed there is, Tom...indeed there is. Beautiful, Tess.Carolina Lintheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16335905555994442416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-221745453314466932011-12-08T10:59:05.717-05:002011-12-08T10:59:05.717-05:00As a child, I used to sit on bridges and just watc...As a child, I used to sit on bridges and just watch. Just today I did this again, for the first time in a long, long time, and I think there is something to that quote.Tom Atkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15068850208360958008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-21933304754929756352011-12-08T10:44:00.802-05:002011-12-08T10:44:00.802-05:00This river looks so ominous...dark, muddy, mysteri...This river looks so ominous...dark, muddy, mysterious. I'm sure it has many stories to tell, just like you. Wishing you a happy holiday. Has it snowed there yet? We are so dry here but cold and getting colder every day.Terihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13046623774704584939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-37149324899067044212011-12-08T10:34:02.955-05:002011-12-08T10:34:02.955-05:00What a lovely, haunting photograph!What a lovely, haunting photograph!Janelle Goodwinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00421704740728568653noreply@blogger.com