tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15193681.post7332333170081250472..comments2023-05-20T01:53:49.665-07:00Comments on The Art of Life: The Gift of EvergreenGillianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07299013182300335255noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15193681.post-18825990820696245302015-11-23T08:34:30.101-08:002015-11-23T08:34:30.101-08:00Beautiful, my friend. Thank you! Beautiful, my friend. Thank you! aleyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05176980113152838307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15193681.post-24130394121267494582015-11-23T02:16:12.955-08:002015-11-23T02:16:12.955-08:00Beautiful, Gillian. Thank you for sharing this, it...Beautiful, Gillian. Thank you for sharing this, it's so evocative. I can almost smell the pine and feel the crunch of leaves under foot. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01953552285630528774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15193681.post-1570996028061133312015-11-22T20:38:04.358-08:002015-11-22T20:38:04.358-08:00Thanks so much Angela. Me too. Being in the forest...Thanks so much Angela. Me too. Being in the forest or prostrate under the Christmas tree, the scent is evocative and filled with the excitement of our youths.Gillianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07299013182300335255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15193681.post-67533400518351305992015-11-22T20:09:48.126-08:002015-11-22T20:09:48.126-08:00nothing brings memories streaming back from my you...nothing brings memories streaming back from my youth like the smell of pine trees. Hotel_Goddesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12336581333701286531noreply@blogger.com