tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post4753327323646947787..comments2024-03-12T04:18:22.736-05:00Comments on Land Of Milk And Honey: Wind.gingerhillery@mac.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11058818226976530765noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-28825146509814809822013-08-12T08:16:41.835-05:002013-08-12T08:16:41.835-05:00http://seo-approach.blogspot.in/http://seo-approach.blogspot.in/Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08412843091501486011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-35420376579416168952013-07-01T05:54:35.930-05:002013-07-01T05:54:35.930-05:00Speaking of naming horses, your name is easy to re...Speaking of naming horses, your name is easy to remember because I named one of my toy horses "Ginger" when I was a kid and lived in Jersey City and the closet thing I came to a real horse was chasing the mounted policemen down the street. She was red like fire. Her mother was "Cinnamon," lol. Greener Pastures--A City Girl Goes Countryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05448845964131250749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-32505009657312539982013-05-07T07:53:41.315-05:002013-05-07T07:53:41.315-05:00Debi! I had my second cup of coffee and remembere...Debi! I had my second cup of coffee and remembered when I quit trying to remember. gingerhillery@mac.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11058818226976530765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-68893534222359491422013-05-07T06:52:59.536-05:002013-05-07T06:52:59.536-05:00Hi Chris! Yes, sometimes the unrelenting wind can...Hi Chris! Yes, sometimes the unrelenting wind can make us doubt our sanity!!!<br /><br />Dear Friend James, what a treat to hear from you!!! Your comment was a big hug I needed last month! I hope you and your dear one are well. I would love to hear more about how things are going for you. Please give your mom and big hug from me when you can, and I hope that you can feel the gentle home winds soon.<br /><br />Laura, thanks! Yes, sleeping well!<br /><br />Anita, my dad used to sing that song too, and I love it! I should sing it to my children.<br /><br />Beth, I just watched that documentary and boy, did that ever put my life into proper perspective. Wow. <br /><br />OK Greener pastures, I am totally dropping your name right now. UGH! Not enough coffee yet this morning? Anyway, yes, Oklahoma, wind, whoa! And Sirocco is a great name for a wild spirited horse! Love it! I am glad life is going well for you in Jersey. Tell that wonderful state I say hey. And eat a bagel for me. Everything, sausage egg and cheese. <br /><br />PS glad to hear from all of you folks. I appreciate our band of blogging friends. You are all wonderful and your comments are terrific. Sorry to take so long to respond. gingerhillery@mac.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11058818226976530765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-45315484615596858492013-05-04T19:54:50.377-05:002013-05-04T19:54:50.377-05:00About what James said--Sirocco would be a good nam...About what James said--Sirocco would be a good name for a horse! I'll have to file that.<br /><br />The wind is the main reason we left Oklahoma. I hate wind. It makes me uneasy. Greener Pastures--A City Girl Goes Countryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05448845964131250749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-6637383269866042692013-04-25T09:44:07.135-05:002013-04-25T09:44:07.135-05:00I was just watching The Dust Bowl documentary by K...I was just watching The Dust Bowl documentary by Ken Burns, and your post makes me think of those poor folks who suffered so from the unrelenting wind and dust storms. <br /><br />When we lived in the high mountains of Boone, NC, we regularly had winter winds of up to sixty and seventy miles per hour. I lay awake many nights listening to the constant roar and our house creaking and groaning. I love the mountains, but I must say that I dreaded those nights. I'm more of a gentle, caressing breezes sort of girl. :-)Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12575140898505901920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-83953496919042762072013-04-21T18:10:05.843-05:002013-04-21T18:10:05.843-05:00My father used to sing the song from Paint Your Wa...My father used to sing the song from Paint Your Wagon to me when I was young:<br /><br />A way out here they got a name for rain and wind and fire.<br />The rain is Tex, the fire's Joe, but they call the wind Mariah.<br /><br />Mariah! Mariah! Come blow my love to me.<br /><br />Sorry, your post reminded me of that. I'm not sure I am remembering the words correctly.CountryDewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03243893531509380824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-74777142086991447852013-04-15T15:04:23.847-05:002013-04-15T15:04:23.847-05:00Hi Ginger~I have "nominated" you for a L...Hi Ginger~I have "nominated" you for a Liebster. You can read about what that means here: http://wldhorse26.blogspot.com/2013/04/liebstera-real-meme-of-award.html<br /><br />And no, I can't believe how time has whisked along, and carried away years with it. I hope the wind is letting you sleep these nights!Laura: One Day At A Timehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17445370214887529773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-22875717467314680772013-04-15T00:57:32.815-05:002013-04-15T00:57:32.815-05:00Speaking of wind...
Here in Sardinia, a large isl...Speaking of wind...<br /><br />Here in Sardinia, a large island located between Italy, Spain and North Africa, wind is a constant nuisance yet also a giver of life. Names here exist for more than five wind types (each one based on the direction it comes from): We have the maestral of course, hitting our shores and valleys hard with the cold artic wind that builds up in Southern France, the tramontana, a gentle northern wind. The Libeccio, my favorite, is a calming respite from the strong winds of the north and the southwest and the Sirocco, desert winds from the Southwest originating along the North African coast. These hot winds bring the sand and the heat of the Sahara all the way as far as Central Europe, making farm work quite miserable and the rain very unstable. Its so unpleasant and nerve racking that yes most people avoid even going outside. There exists a verb Siroccato, which describes the state that one is in when the wind blows. Land of the winds, Sardinia. with all this wind it makes me miss the gentler and easier to predict winds in the Appalachian Mountains. If anyone is interested in learning more about wind, check out the book Heaven´s Breath. <br /><br />A friend from Roanoke<br /><br />James James"Elias" McCallum Grovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14135268422521003484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6739655481104184892.post-42870411211096481402013-04-11T10:13:22.912-05:002013-04-11T10:13:22.912-05:00The Mistral is also known for making people insane...The Mistral is also known for making people insane because it can be unrelenting.Chrishttp://chrissmusings.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com