tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464582217095046042.post2012113847801358914..comments2023-10-28T12:17:29.118+01:00Comments on Gullibility: Just One Of Those DaysAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463141694556030954noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464582217095046042.post-6412735534377773222010-06-28T19:54:12.997+01:002010-06-28T19:54:12.997+01:00Hi Julie, yes, I'm sure we're not the only...Hi Julie, yes, I'm sure we're not the only ones. I had my chat too, during a walk in the fields near our home. I got visited by a song thrush too, which has always been her 'sign.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09463141694556030954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6464582217095046042.post-17920441491042886742010-06-28T19:48:24.666+01:002010-06-28T19:48:24.666+01:00Well now, I can surely identify with being yanked ...Well now, I can surely identify with being yanked by the chain as you state. For me, it would be my grandma Julia Nagy. You know, I often find myself either thinking communications between grandma and me. I sure wished I had taken advantage of being chatty way back when she was alive. As you state, a walk and a chat! Yes, that would be on my wishlist.Jaguar Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10126317778890608263noreply@blogger.com