tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756491815304443142.post8548724448488694974..comments2023-12-18T20:41:36.391-08:00Comments on The Reading List: Book #20: True GumptionLeslie Shimotakaharahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03876376938826990379noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756491815304443142.post-62207183741079856352022-01-28T04:26:43.005-08:002022-01-28T04:26:43.005-08:00Grreat post thanksGrreat post thanksJanice Marshhttps://www.janicemarsh.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756491815304443142.post-61705058988694040202010-08-12T03:09:31.354-07:002010-08-12T03:09:31.354-07:00Thanks, Naomi! My boyfriend, who is an architect,...Thanks, Naomi! My boyfriend, who is an architect, took this photo of me in Grange Park in Toronto.... More on this in my next post.Leslie Shimotakaharahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03876376938826990379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756491815304443142.post-90159068594448305232010-08-11T11:54:22.744-07:002010-08-11T11:54:22.744-07:00This grandmother sounds like a flinty little one! ...This grandmother sounds like a flinty little one! If she looks like a gnome and blurts out her thoughts, she's quite a contrast to your other beauty queen grandmother. BTW your new blog heading is stunning with the Grecian columns, cherry blossom trees, hazy city in the horizon. How did you create the photo of yourself gazing over this view?Naomihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12723897528550281454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756491815304443142.post-81061336237083383172010-08-10T13:52:06.036-07:002010-08-10T13:52:06.036-07:00Hmmm.... I think my next road trip is going to hav...Hmmm.... I think my next road trip is going to have to be through the interior of B.C., exploring the deserted camps & ghost towns....Leslie Shimotakaharahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03876376938826990379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756491815304443142.post-47630992945631845392010-08-10T09:16:18.645-07:002010-08-10T09:16:18.645-07:00When I was a kid, my grandmother's house was a...When I was a kid, my grandmother's house was adjacent to an internment camp. I used to stare through the barbed wire fence and wonder...<br /><br />Sounds like an intriguing book.<br /><br />Here's my teaser:<br /><br />http://rainysnowday.wordpress.com/2010/08/10/teaser-tuesdays-19/Laurel-Rain Snowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00101090217639410913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756491815304443142.post-17376679214617014502010-08-09T09:24:15.101-07:002010-08-09T09:24:15.101-07:00Growing up in the B.C. my closest friend was there...Growing up in the B.C. my closest friend was there because of the internment. Her mother's family had been sent there and never left. It is pretty astounding that it is such recent history.Bushpig.vrchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04033427366171264778noreply@blogger.com