tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post1436049087443208763..comments2024-03-28T18:56:40.998-07:00Comments on STARDREAMING With Sherry Blue Sky: DOG DAYS OF SUMMERSherry Blue Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-46875255419367362792014-08-01T04:04:22.731-07:002014-08-01T04:04:22.731-07:00Happy belated birthday to Miss Jas!Happy belated birthday to Miss Jas!Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-80154427365551000622014-07-31T09:31:18.253-07:002014-07-31T09:31:18.253-07:00Loved it, SherryLoved it, SherrySoumyenduhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02586465804913627495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-7693384189048759862014-07-29T15:21:59.742-07:002014-07-29T15:21:59.742-07:00fantastic final verse to a compelling write, Sherr...fantastic final verse to a compelling write, Sherry. had me there the whole pen ~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-53192282871657052112014-07-29T13:08:12.777-07:002014-07-29T13:08:12.777-07:00Reading your summer memories makes me remember so ...Reading your summer memories makes me remember so many of mine. Thanks for the reminder :)Toriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10570179609915990220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-75136587522637885932014-07-29T09:44:06.051-07:002014-07-29T09:44:06.051-07:00Oh, the engravings on your heart....many you have ...Oh, the engravings on your heart....many you have are just like mine....your words remind me of summer, rock cabins near the river, floating on an inner tube, and daddy-long-leg spiders in the bathroom....the little girl was afraid of those spiders...in the mist of it all, giggles! annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-34475058756074972012014-07-28T22:27:14.926-07:002014-07-28T22:27:14.926-07:00i float on your words and memories. i float on your words and memories. ed pilollahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14810299925068571517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-60010865459547006632014-07-28T19:51:00.370-07:002014-07-28T19:51:00.370-07:00Just beautiful . Vivid, thoughtful, interesting. ...Just beautiful . Vivid, thoughtful, interesting. K. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-83044661470091277352014-07-28T17:38:41.537-07:002014-07-28T17:38:41.537-07:00Lovely summer ponderings - and those canvas hammoc...Lovely summer ponderings - and those canvas hammocks . . . sigh.Wendy Bourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09475940407969993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-15714983353059160552014-07-28T13:40:11.630-07:002014-07-28T13:40:11.630-07:00mmm i love being in the hammock...i read many a bo...mmm i love being in the hammock...i read many a book there....ha on using the lemonade to put out the fire....oy, big city traffic can be overwhelming...i spent a day in NYC on vacation...and as much as i love the city...i would not want to drive there...every day....Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-69968105907745697022014-07-28T11:42:28.384-07:002014-07-28T11:42:28.384-07:00I could imagine my dad putting out a fire with lem...I could imagine my dad putting out a fire with lemonade. LOL<br />Vancouver, BC, and Seattle, Wash., were the largest cities my father ever ventured to drive in. My brother used to count TV antennas (before we had TV in Kelowna) and the number of storeys in tall buildings (we didn't have anything taller than the Royal Anne, remember?)<br />Luv, KKay L. Davieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09966266404058177742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-33245833955235100812014-07-28T11:29:02.124-07:002014-07-28T11:29:02.124-07:00To swim in thunderstorms, the heat, the listlessne...To swim in thunderstorms, the heat, the listlessness and those memories of traffic in the heat.. So much to love here.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-50952245502538697962014-07-28T09:39:28.624-07:002014-07-28T09:39:28.624-07:00Beautiful the way you built this string of memorie...Beautiful the way you built this string of memories - taking me with you through the heat, the wet, the embarrassment, the love, the ache for your family, the joy of your pets. Thank you.Beachannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-82402009930609624722014-07-28T08:51:30.253-07:002014-07-28T08:51:30.253-07:00it's fascinating how we remember smells and co...it's fascinating how we remember smells and connect them to our memories and how they take us right back into that very moment... i totally can understand that the 8 lane traffic freaked your dad out... i found it terrifying when i was in L.A.Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-86803677519032466132014-07-28T08:04:38.026-07:002014-07-28T08:04:38.026-07:00"the air is unmoving, unmotivated,
has taken ..."the air is unmoving, unmotivated,<br />has taken up residence in the hammock<br />and cannot be budged."<br />And then the dogs, the dad, the child in the hammock. You have captured dog days quite well and made them moving and filled with strife and laughter. For this, we can endure them a few more days each year.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-73180625812815471512014-07-28T05:12:48.795-07:002014-07-28T05:12:48.795-07:00Ha, Sherry. I enjoyed reading your memories here....Ha, Sherry. I enjoyed reading your memories here. But even though it was not funny at the time, I am sure, I laughed aloud at the comment someone made to your dad as the car stood on the off ramp impeding traffic. Kind of reminds me of the time in my childhood when my dad and I went horseback riding in a resort town fairly nearby. The guide led my horse, but my dad said he could ride. Ha! I still remember the look on his face as he and his horse were in the middle of the street in the downtown area, and he could not get the horse to move. There he and horse were...and traffic was stopped in all directions. This was the last time we ever went 'horseback riding.'Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-90292137526921249532014-07-28T04:29:54.961-07:002014-07-28T04:29:54.961-07:00this poem is magical...absolutely..this poem is magical...absolutely..Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-69747686872436071812014-07-28T00:00:19.410-07:002014-07-28T00:00:19.410-07:00Lovely, Sherry. A perfect capture of the steamy, l...Lovely, Sherry. A perfect capture of the steamy, lazy, hazy days of summer.PattiKenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02894925987580502697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-42360493586220184182014-07-27T20:33:43.817-07:002014-07-27T20:33:43.817-07:00I enjoyed this so much, Sherry...so many memories ...I enjoyed this so much, Sherry...so many memories to relate to. I used to be a home care nurse in SF and drove all over with a Thomas Guide on my lap. I can relate to your dad. And the dogs--oh yes! I hope you have a moment to stop by my blog tomorrow (Monday) where my dogs will be visiting...all of them, past and present.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-54828241443551004612014-07-27T18:21:04.843-07:002014-07-27T18:21:04.843-07:00I enjoyed every word of this, Sherry. I have felt...I enjoyed every word of this, Sherry. I have felt those days of baking heat when not a whisper of a breeze could be felt. Loved how you went into a narrative of your drive down to San Francisco...some things you never got over either... I never liked to put my bathing suit on when it was still wet...but I did anyway.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-34110788941961461902014-07-27T18:20:47.767-07:002014-07-27T18:20:47.767-07:00We have had a heat spell - close to 100 and humid ...We have had a heat spell - close to 100 and humid - but a cool front tonight and more moderate temps this week - the dogs made me laugh and your poor dad! Sherry, loved the smells of summer you visited in this poem - wonderful for the dog days of summer! KAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-91779512159745421132014-07-27T18:19:35.898-07:002014-07-27T18:19:35.898-07:00Beautiful Sherry! I have so many memories of summe...Beautiful Sherry! I have so many memories of summer as a child, my favorite season, just wish it were a bit longer. Lisa A. Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11142569864419738394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-625858741085552432014-07-27T17:50:51.683-07:002014-07-27T17:50:51.683-07:00Reading these words of nature true..i cannot help....Reading these words of nature true..i cannot help..but to share a sit aside a field of 35 acres of peanut field..in extended family company..the breeze blows through the cricket song..and a fire is soon to come to spread some ashes bright like fireflies..to play with me..i love nature..but as far away from city i can be..the beauty only grows..:)Katie Mia Frederickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01336627766755378406noreply@blogger.com