tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post5071511965376815846..comments2024-01-15T10:28:55.561-08:00Comments on BacktoBodrum: Charmed Lives in GreeceBacktoBodrumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07627125508442009313noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-71368425504393931502018-04-10T10:50:46.244-07:002018-04-10T10:50:46.244-07:00Clues posted above Dee. Clues posted above Dee. BacktoBodrumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627125508442009313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-8814948939721863132018-04-10T10:50:23.239-07:002018-04-10T10:50:23.239-07:00a clue above - and i had feeling in all my limbs -...a clue above - and i had feeling in all my limbs - not numb at all BacktoBodrumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627125508442009313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-67006064626707898982018-04-10T10:49:47.169-07:002018-04-10T10:49:47.169-07:00He was an amazing man, in actions and wordsHe was an amazing man, in actions and wordsBacktoBodrumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627125508442009313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-54819292498132116092018-04-10T10:48:56.906-07:002018-04-10T10:48:56.906-07:00They decamped to CreteThey decamped to CreteBacktoBodrumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627125508442009313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-11060279610376310642018-04-10T10:48:41.303-07:002018-04-10T10:48:41.303-07:00I could listen to him all day I could listen to him all day BacktoBodrumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627125508442009313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-57792746080045157332018-04-10T10:48:02.999-07:002018-04-10T10:48:02.999-07:00A clue, I was sitting Comfortably A clue, I was sitting Comfortably BacktoBodrumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627125508442009313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-46817184136830240942018-03-30T11:19:05.510-07:002018-03-30T11:19:05.510-07:00Dear Annie, yes, who was the rock legend? Was he k...Dear Annie, yes, who was the rock legend? Was he known here in the States? And yes, too, to the wonder of being where artists and creators have stood and dreamed what might have seemed at the time to be "the impossible dream." Peace. Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00612299013780771262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-15666595194021845562018-03-30T02:48:42.465-07:002018-03-30T02:48:42.465-07:00Don't keep us in suspense. Who was the rock le...Don't keep us in suspense. Who was the rock legend? Jack Scotthttps://perkingthepansies.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-39320530510947154032018-03-29T23:48:09.950-07:002018-03-29T23:48:09.950-07:00Fermor was such an amazing person. I wish I had ha...Fermor was such an amazing person. I wish I had half his vocabulary. Trying to follow his footsteps in 2018 requires an intense imagination, nevertheless, I wish I was sitting have a coffee where you are.Frank Marcianohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10154926578243964540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-17994833570803627742018-03-29T23:08:11.459-07:002018-03-29T23:08:11.459-07:00Three different browsers (Opera, Firefox failed to...Three different browsers (Opera, Firefox failed to post) and now Chromium which says it has. So your blog accepts a Google-based browser but not others in my case.Alanhttps://bofs.blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-10436068623015725402018-03-29T23:02:29.096-07:002018-03-29T23:02:29.096-07:00Bit of a charred life in the end then!Bit of a charred life in the end then!Alanhttps://bofs.blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-36983299490798712502018-03-29T10:44:57.470-07:002018-03-29T10:44:57.470-07:00Just before I visited Cappadocia I read "A Ti...Just before I visited Cappadocia I read "A Time to Keep Silence" by Patrick Leigh Fermor in which he describes Cappadocia so poetically.<br />'It was the landscape of a planet, the surface of the moon or Mars or Saturn; a dead, ashen world, lit with the blinding pallor of a waste of asbestos, filled, not with craters and shell-holes, but with cones and pyramids and monoliths from fifty to a couple of hundred feet high, each one a rigid isosceles of white volcanic rock like the headgear of a procession of Spanish penitents during Passion Week. These petrified cagoulards extended for leagues to the farthest end of the ravine, where they were reduced by distance to a barrier of shark's teeth. <br />Rosemaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03814070177137076757noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5049397242436569179.post-53638815704367098842018-03-29T10:09:50.445-07:002018-03-29T10:09:50.445-07:00Such a beautiful painting and elegant photo along ...Such a beautiful painting and elegant photo along with a fascinating story - I'm curious about the rock-legend ...Janenoreply@blogger.com