tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post6137878394473060661..comments2023-06-03T05:07:51.171-07:00Comments on notes from: JBellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06058881790600891805noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-60625521899249116502007-08-24T09:36:00.000-07:002007-08-24T09:36:00.000-07:00Toadster, I'm dredging up the words because they f...Toadster, I'm dredging up the words because they fail me a bit. But I'm working on it!<BR/><BR/>MamaJ: Those of us who roamed and roved North Idaho are bound by those special days and starry nights when what we looked forward to was the next day where we'd start all over again. I loved Pup's post here because that's one thing she and I share about our childhoods in Idaho, lumberstacks and sawdust. Sometimes you can go back--and you gotta stay open to that. <BR/><BR/>Your Holiness, I grokked the whole thing, too. Grokked it right up. It was damned good. <BR/><BR/>Pup, Do you remember the lucky days when there would be fresh sawdust on the floor? :)JBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06058881790600891805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-2472145824831391072007-08-23T23:58:00.000-07:002007-08-23T23:58:00.000-07:00I was in Home Depot last night picking up some cle...I was in Home Depot last night picking up some cleaning supplies, and even though I had no business on that end of the store, I wandered into the lumber section so I could smell the sawdust and freshly cut pieces of wood. I kind of wanted to either grab a book and climb to the highest stack to read, or tag the shopper closest to me and run around the stacks playing until I heard someone yell "Hey you kids! Git off that wood!" Just like the old days.PDX Puphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01447841534525932892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-65544517278919594992007-08-23T17:51:00.000-07:002007-08-23T17:51:00.000-07:00this one was in real time and allowed me to weave ...<EM>this one was in real time and allowed me to weave those two sagas of my life together. Just never saw this one coming. It was intensely pleasurable.</EM><BR/><BR/>Methinks these phenomena you've described are necessary ingredients to touching the face of God--the ultimate healing, the ultimate integration, uh, I mean <EM>re-</EM>integration...the return home.<BR/><BR/>Great reflections. I grokked the whole gestalt. Woof. <BR/><BR/>--Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-39104840849281726732007-08-23T12:55:00.000-07:002007-08-23T12:55:00.000-07:00Your trip sounded great. Your description of Idah...Your trip sounded great. Your description of Idaho back in the day sounds familiar. I miss those times. I don't know if I changed along the way or the times have changed, but it does seem different now. My children do not know the pleasures of carefree Idaho afternoons running through the forest, making forts, building dams on the creek until sunset. Just to glimpse again the way it used to be, even if on the other side of the world, is a blessing.mamaJDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13347375083141318369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-57406691307062290152007-08-23T11:58:00.000-07:002007-08-23T11:58:00.000-07:00I can't imagine why the Baltic sea wouldn't meet m...I can't imagine why the Baltic sea wouldn't meet my approval. My approval rating is pretty low.<BR/><BR/>Looking forward to more pictures and words....https://www.blogger.com/profile/06899700977986759414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-14025764589637611742007-08-23T11:46:00.000-07:002007-08-23T11:46:00.000-07:00hi Carla, It's always startling to find home on a ...hi Carla, It's always startling to find home on a another continent, isn't it? and to find people, no matter what language they speak that are just like you. We don't always get that from media, do we? ;)<BR/><BR/>hi there Mrs. Roosevelt! You'd know Russia in a second, honest. Both my mother and father are long gone but this experience was so moving, I dreamed about my parents and our family every night and dreamed about my mother again last night. I relived and redreamed picnics, camping trips, dinners, birthday parties and diving and swimming in those wonderful waters. YOU know the ones....;)<BR/><BR/>Toadster, Probably won't meet your approval but we were on the Baltic Sea, entered Russia over the Bay of Finnland and sailed Lake Ladoga among others. Stay tuned for more. It was all amazing, Toad. Every bit. And I didn't expect it be. <BR/><BR/>my Lord: I don't recall at the moment of anyone that I have loved that has gone to whom I didn't say it all and say goodbye with great sorrow but with peace. Don't have any regrets. But often as I have sorted and threaded through some of the more tangling, complex challenges that life presents, I wish I could have just one more hour, 10 more minutes, two good laughs with certain individuals that are now gone. Such a dreamer I am and sooo sentimental about people and loving people. So just imagine when this boat sails away from St. Petersberg, having been priviledged and honored to be in the finest art museum in the world, to pop in the DVD so to speak and see my childhood again. I bet it was how people say in near death experiences that their whole life flashes before their eyes. Only this one was in real time and allowed me to weave those two sagas of my life together. Just never saw this one coming. It was intensely pleasurable. <BR/><BR/>Burdock, my man! Pleasure, to be sure. Dude, you get after that Russian! As their economy grows and develops in the north, where it is non-existent at the moment, they will need experts and experience such as yours. They are, as far as I can see, classically educated and with their oil refineries and chemical factories, they gonna needs some environmental help, and will ask for same, sooner or later. Hopefully sooner. Damn. Now there's a career....JBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06058881790600891805noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-73889117938592313042007-08-23T11:25:00.000-07:002007-08-23T11:25:00.000-07:00Russia has always been one of my destinations sinc...Russia has always been one of my destinations since I was a teenager. My plan was to use my environmental degree, learn some Russian, and travel over there on a sort of "clean-up and evaluate the resources" mission. However, I have had many detours in my life. I don't know a lick of Russian, but I do have an environmental studies degree. I'm not in Russia, but I am on a big lake in Idaho. Go figure.<BR/><BR/>Oh yeah, loved the post.BurdockBoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01174758566322248274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-70085846415265239452007-08-22T11:49:00.000-07:002007-08-22T11:49:00.000-07:00Beautiful post, Cheechako. We sometimes travel so...Beautiful post, Cheechako. We sometimes travel so far, only to have it bring us home again. It seems that "Mother" Russia nurtured a very healing reminiscence of some dear times for you. You capture it well in this writing. Kudos.<BR/><BR/>And welcome back!The Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06962641109795032438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-80239414427177073662007-08-22T09:55:00.000-07:002007-08-22T09:55:00.000-07:00Oh my....lakes in Russia...please tell me you visi...Oh my....lakes in Russia...please tell me you visited lake Baikal! Did you? Or was it the Caspian Sea? I'll be surprised and shocked if you did either of these. I can only imagine how amazing they were, and eager anticipate pictures......https://www.blogger.com/profile/06899700977986759414noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-67385065316573146792007-08-22T08:51:00.000-07:002007-08-22T08:51:00.000-07:00Welcome home. Your post surprised me. I had a whol...Welcome home. Your post surprised me. I had a whole different image of Russia in my head. I love the images you created of Idaho in our youth. I remembered some moments I had forgotten. sighChristy Woolumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02748862572108653566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13939465.post-8282566521054712942007-08-22T01:24:00.000-07:002007-08-22T01:24:00.000-07:00Fabulous!!! Sometimes there's nothing like going ...Fabulous!!! Sometimes there's nothing like going away and somehow finding a little piece of home.Carlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08423696800295940382noreply@blogger.com