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	<title>Comments on: Remembrance of things past</title>
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		<title>by: Ellen</title>
		<link>http://www.knitsisters.com/2006/10/11/remembrance/#comment-823</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 00:37:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I'm glad you all like the photos!  The light was very good yesterday when I took them. 

And Lorinda, thank you for the extraordinary writing compliment!  Proust, in fact, wrote 3,000 pages.  That's why no one (or almost no one) has read his book.  

Imagine what his blog would have been like! Perhaps it is best for all of us that his lifetime did not coincide with this particular communications technology...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m glad you all like the photos!  The light was very good yesterday when I took them. </p>
<p>And Lorinda, thank you for the extraordinary writing compliment!  Proust, in fact, wrote 3,000 pages.  That&#8217;s why no one (or almost no one) has read his book.  </p>
<p>Imagine what his blog would have been like! Perhaps it is best for all of us that his lifetime did not coincide with this particular communications technology&#8230;
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		<title>by: debsnm</title>
		<link>http://www.knitsisters.com/2006/10/11/remembrance/#comment-822</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 20:29:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I've always said it's other people's kids who make you feel old.  Somehow, they manage to age 2 years to every one of ours.  Beautiful pics.  I've always felt that we should celebrate New Year in Oct, rather than in the middle of Jan where not only is nothing changing, but it's so cold you'd much rather stay inside with a hot, buttered rum than go gallavanting around kissing strangers.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve always said it&#8217;s other people&#8217;s kids who make you feel old.  Somehow, they manage to age 2 years to every one of ours.  Beautiful pics.  I&#8217;ve always felt that we should celebrate New Year in Oct, rather than in the middle of Jan where not only is nothing changing, but it&#8217;s so cold you&#8217;d much rather stay inside with a hot, buttered rum than go gallavanting around kissing strangers.
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		<title>by: lorinda</title>
		<link>http://www.knitsisters.com/2006/10/11/remembrance/#comment-820</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 19:13:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I think your &quot;Recherche du temps perdu&quot; is even more poignant than Proust's.  Besides, wasn't his like 700 pages?  In French, no less.  Beautifully said and photographed, Ellen, comme toujours.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think your &#8220;Recherche du temps perdu&#8221; is even more poignant than Proust&#8217;s.  Besides, wasn&#8217;t his like 700 pages?  In French, no less.  Beautifully said and photographed, Ellen, comme toujours.
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		<title>by: Mother</title>
		<link>http://www.knitsisters.com/2006/10/11/remembrance/#comment-819</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 14:47:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>THE MIDDLE  
Ogden Nash

When I remember bygone days/  I think how evening follows morn;/ So many I loved were not yet dead,/ So many I love were not yet born.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>THE MIDDLE<br />
Ogden Nash</p>
<p>When I remember bygone days/  I think how evening follows morn;/ So many I loved were not yet dead,/ So many I love were not yet born.
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		<title>by: MonicaPDX</title>
		<link>http://www.knitsisters.com/2006/10/11/remembrance/#comment-818</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 14:40:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Lordy, that Trekking is a gorgeous color. And very cool closeup of the heel. I haven't done an eye of partridge one yet; still on my first real sock. (Not counting the Wool-Ease practice sock I did only halfway down to the toes. That pair's for me; I can wait. [g] Besides, it was *practice*! Thus the Wool-Ease, LOL.) Will have to try that heel on my next pair. I must confess, I just have this mental image of them giving partridge calls every time a heel touches down, though, which gives me a giggle-fit whenever I think of it. Boy, would that be noisy!

And thanks for more lovely fall leaves pictures! Up here in the left-coast Portland, our trees are undecided, as usual. Here and there you see several trees flaunting colors...some are begrudgingly changing a few leaves...then you'll run into an expanse of...green. The latter *not* being evergreens. I swear, our weather makes trees schizoid!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lordy, that Trekking is a gorgeous color. And very cool closeup of the heel. I haven&#8217;t done an eye of partridge one yet; still on my first real sock. (Not counting the Wool-Ease practice sock I did only halfway down to the toes. That pair&#8217;s for me; I can wait. [g] Besides, it was *practice*! Thus the Wool-Ease, LOL.) Will have to try that heel on my next pair. I must confess, I just have this mental image of them giving partridge calls every time a heel touches down, though, which gives me a giggle-fit whenever I think of it. Boy, would that be noisy!</p>
<p>And thanks for more lovely fall leaves pictures! Up here in the left-coast Portland, our trees are undecided, as usual. Here and there you see several trees flaunting colors&#8230;some are begrudgingly changing a few leaves&#8230;then you&#8217;ll run into an expanse of&#8230;green. The latter *not* being evergreens. I swear, our weather makes trees schizoid!
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