tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313951272539471785.post2274643996712562026..comments2023-04-13T08:46:40.066-06:00Comments on Look What Leather Lips Sees and Says: PressureLeauhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16119047024777421198noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313951272539471785.post-14028688851066443752009-01-12T17:37:00.000-07:002009-01-12T17:37:00.000-07:00You know what? Sometimes it's nice to have secret...You know what? Sometimes it's nice to have secrets. Secret places we visit and read and look at, and leave in peace, and no one knows... <BR/><BR/>It's a harmless secret, and you can lurk any time you wish!Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03608720704163044033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313951272539471785.post-79298029763737228902009-01-10T14:15:00.000-07:002009-01-10T14:15:00.000-07:00Love the shoes and the shadows - and the photo and...Love the shoes and the shadows - and the photo and the quote! Yeah, I'm not a fan of these made-up holidays. If I visit, I say hello, unless I'm called away from the computer - then I come back later. And I'll always be back for you! xoxoxparis parfaithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05457437124988976587noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313951272539471785.post-1980342500615965532009-01-10T10:28:00.000-07:002009-01-10T10:28:00.000-07:00I see a person who is closely watching, his little...I see a person who is closely watching, his little girls growth. The steps from first shoes to sandals. I feel the pride. I also see the building's reflection in the window, maybe a medical building, for a check up for this little one. <BR/><BR/>One love. : )christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15541888793748453425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313951272539471785.post-18984500931363082152009-01-09T13:24:00.000-07:002009-01-09T13:24:00.000-07:00When I come and read, I write. Otherwise, silence ...When I come and read, I write. Otherwise, silence means I am absent. "Delurking Week" sounds like another Hallmark Holiday. I am with you there. Visiting is a pleasure not an obligation and the joyful chance of "wasting" time otherwise used in some other form. It is a bit like playing hooky from doing homework. It brings smiles, some times tears, always pleasure and the innate recognition that someone we like has something to say that we understand. You do that.A.Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06947308878002639964noreply@blogger.com