tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19929739.post4437759851782700640..comments2023-07-31T04:30:14.342-07:00Comments on Bugwalk: Olive Leaves, Cows, and Pink RosesBugwalkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277852774885642902noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19929739.post-13030293327123995132010-06-14T17:20:37.373-07:002010-06-14T17:20:37.373-07:00What a lovely, thoughtful piece. I keep telling my...What a lovely, thoughtful piece. I keep telling myself "not to experience as pain" minutes or hours that are simply boring, or irritating, or annoying. But why am I always telling myself what to feel? I don't like it when others do that to me.<br /><br />--AngelaAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12597539212251714023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19929739.post-27010970828258983962010-05-14T19:30:31.876-07:002010-05-14T19:30:31.876-07:00Melanie, where do you live (if that's not too ...Melanie, where do you live (if that's not too nosy)? <br /><br />Glad to hear you may be enjoying a bike ride soon, King!Bugwalkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17502605631259314881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19929739.post-18812936611669622272010-05-14T11:17:42.826-07:002010-05-14T11:17:42.826-07:00I love your description of the sights, smells, and...I love your description of the sights, smells, and feelings of your wine country ride! I feel inspired to get on my own bike.Lisa Morin Carciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06104877398971830503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19929739.post-61878181443710577572010-05-13T00:13:20.520-07:002010-05-13T00:13:20.520-07:00Oh, bikes—here we have no bike lanes, terrible dri...Oh, bikes—here we have no bike lanes, terrible drivers, and humongous hills every half-mile. Still, there is nothing quite like a spring day and a bicycle. No matter how upset I get, a bike will cure it all.melaniehttp://sevenatenine.netnoreply@blogger.com