tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post1487421179674043956..comments2023-11-02T05:04:07.941-05:00Comments on A Lifetime of Days: {On, In, and Around Mondays}: going SouthAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07219986489903886940noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-35734232997107713622012-07-02T20:31:42.021-05:002012-07-02T20:31:42.021-05:00Dear Holly, Your memories are like my memories. I ...Dear Holly, Your memories are like my memories. I had this lump in my throat the whole time I read your blog. It's still there actually. It reminded me of the trips we made to visit y'all in Indianapolis. And then in Missouri. I would feel the anticipation of when we would arrive. And we always felt so much love when we saw you. Reading your blog was a walk down Memory Lane. Thank you again for another fine read. Love from your cousin, LoriLorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10909996426232485565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3245131160534112763.post-38470882866122692352012-07-02T12:07:16.477-05:002012-07-02T12:07:16.477-05:00I so love this! I grew up in Indiana and my Mom...I so love this! I grew up in Indiana and my Mom's family was in Georgia. I have so many good memories of the trip down! You are so right about the smell...the red clay, the pines. And for me it was gardinia perfume and Benson & Hedges in the green box! :)Mindy @ New Equus - A New Creationhttp://www.newequus.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com