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	<title>Comments on: Saying Goodbye</title>
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		<title>By: A Respite from the Concrete Jungle &#171; Evolving of the Jen</title>
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		<dc:creator>A Respite from the Concrete Jungle &#171; Evolving of the Jen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Aug 2009 06:57:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] seen them. I&#8217;m going back through them and it gets pretty extensive. Let&#8217;s see, Saying Goodbye is one, and this one, Life is Chess &#8230;.another, Captured Moments and Tours of Duty. There are [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] seen them. I&#8217;m going back through them and it gets pretty extensive. Let&#8217;s see, Saying Goodbye is one, and this one, Life is Chess &#8230;.another, Captured Moments and Tours of Duty. There are [...]</p>
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		<title>By: So Much More Than A Mom</title>
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		<dc:creator>So Much More Than A Mom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 16:31:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Absolutely beautiful post.  The pics are beautiful too but not even necessary because your words paint the pictures so perfectly.  Absolute poetry.  And I&#039;m so happy to see you helped pull Dawn back from a deep dark place.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Absolutely beautiful post.  The pics are beautiful too but not even necessary because your words paint the pictures so perfectly.  Absolute poetry.  And I&#8217;m so happy to see you helped pull Dawn back from a deep dark place.</p>
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		<title>By: Tim Melko</title>
		<link>http://twelfthjen.wordpress.com/2009/02/10/saying-goodbye/#comment-130</link>
		<dc:creator>Tim Melko</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 04:04:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ahh... what a great little nature walk, I felt like I was right there with you! It’s true that The Big D doesn’t have too much in the way of nature getaways but I do know of a few great trails around! We should check out some of the Trails in McKinney as well I’ve heard good things about them! Maybe we can find a place to get away from the incessant buzzing of the city!

Your post, to a certain extent, reminds me of one of my trips to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area in Canada. We were on day 12 I think... of a 14-day trip. Maybe it was the calming fatigue you feel after an intense trip like that or maybe it was a little dementia from dehydration... but we came upon one particular lake... I think it’s called Knife Lake... jennyway... we were canoeing across and right about the time we got to the middle of the Lake... ALL the wind stopped. The lake glassed over... we stopped rowing and just sat there in silence taking it all in. We were far enough from an land so that there was no sound from the trees in the forests or anything. It was the most peaceful and quiet moment of my life. It was a good 20 minutes before either of us said anything and when we did... our voices were both strangely loud and muted all at the same time. When one of us would stop speaking that silence was instantly overwhelming. Every since that day I’m always on the lookout for a “closer” place of repose like that... haven’t found it yet!

BTW ~ As I’m typing this... the Frisco Tornado Sirens are doing their best to scare the shit out of everyone here. They sound for 5 minutes... then the voice comes over the loud speakers... “TAKE SHELTER IMMEDIATELY... THIS IS A TORNADO WARNING FOR YOUR AREA”. This will repeat 3 or 4 times and then it goes back to the sirens. It’s raining like crazy right now... and we’re having 60-70 MPH winds. In addition, supposedly there is 2-inch hail on the way! YAY for garages!

I guess this is just Texas getting ready for your return... I know you miss the storms!

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ahh&#8230; what a great little nature walk, I felt like I was right there with you! It’s true that The Big D doesn’t have too much in the way of nature getaways but I do know of a few great trails around! We should check out some of the Trails in McKinney as well I’ve heard good things about them! Maybe we can find a place to get away from the incessant buzzing of the city!</p>
<p>Your post, to a certain extent, reminds me of one of my trips to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area in Canada. We were on day 12 I think&#8230; of a 14-day trip. Maybe it was the calming fatigue you feel after an intense trip like that or maybe it was a little dementia from dehydration&#8230; but we came upon one particular lake&#8230; I think it’s called Knife Lake&#8230; jennyway&#8230; we were canoeing across and right about the time we got to the middle of the Lake&#8230; ALL the wind stopped. The lake glassed over&#8230; we stopped rowing and just sat there in silence taking it all in. We were far enough from an land so that there was no sound from the trees in the forests or anything. It was the most peaceful and quiet moment of my life. It was a good 20 minutes before either of us said anything and when we did&#8230; our voices were both strangely loud and muted all at the same time. When one of us would stop speaking that silence was instantly overwhelming. Every since that day I’m always on the lookout for a “closer” place of repose like that&#8230; haven’t found it yet!</p>
<p>BTW ~ As I’m typing this&#8230; the Frisco Tornado Sirens are doing their best to scare the shit out of everyone here. They sound for 5 minutes&#8230; then the voice comes over the loud speakers&#8230; “TAKE SHELTER IMMEDIATELY&#8230; THIS IS A TORNADO WARNING FOR YOUR AREA”. This will repeat 3 or 4 times and then it goes back to the sirens. It’s raining like crazy right now&#8230; and we’re having 60-70 MPH winds. In addition, supposedly there is 2-inch hail on the way! YAY for garages!</p>
<p>I guess this is just Texas getting ready for your return&#8230; I know you miss the storms!</p>
<p>~Tim~</p>
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		<title>By: Dawn</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 03:02:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>And nothing else could have wrapped this day up much more beautifully than reading these words, these symbols of life ... that are happening all around and seldom get the spotlight. And you know, it was one hell of a day after all ... and this was the exact medicine to bring me back to myself. 

How did you know that I needed that today and not yesterday. Thank you for the breath of life, you revive me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And nothing else could have wrapped this day up much more beautifully than reading these words, these symbols of life &#8230; that are happening all around and seldom get the spotlight. And you know, it was one hell of a day after all &#8230; and this was the exact medicine to bring me back to myself. </p>
<p>How did you know that I needed that today and not yesterday. Thank you for the breath of life, you revive me.</p>
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