tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4246346300067262368.post8359380595736208601..comments2023-03-27T10:45:59.803-05:00Comments on Margaret Terwilliger: Tulip TimeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01048157705697004719noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4246346300067262368.post-61536884864708736472012-03-24T12:17:09.458-05:002012-03-24T12:17:09.458-05:00i like the black tulips and altho im not a fan of ...i like the black tulips and altho im not a fan of yellow, i have always loved daffodils...and eggs, well i enjoy listening to your stories, BUT i have never dyed eggs. my family wasnt that into the holiday thing. you were a blessed,lucky and fortunate child :)Shawnnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842430086444676380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4246346300067262368.post-86127291528504439612012-03-23T17:34:49.138-05:002012-03-23T17:34:49.138-05:00I have those memories, too, and vinegar smell send...I have those memories, too, and vinegar smell sends me back to those times. I love the simile - flowers are like people. Sometimes we do have to look for substance. Each flower is strong in it's own way.Deborah Londagin Goffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11825957636502813259noreply@blogger.com