<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post8891714289840982317..comments</id><updated>2009-08-27T15:23:47.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Not Ready For The Pasture: Coming Full Circle</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/feeds/8891714289840982317/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743103444717771768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-5270954745649073370</id><published>2009-08-27T15:18:50.037-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:18:50.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love it, Sunny. Unfortunately I didn't have the sa...</title><content type='html'>Love it, Sunny. Unfortunately I didn&amp;#39;t have the same experiences as a child but I think I would have enjoyed them.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/5270954745649073370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/5270954745649073370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251400730037#c5270954745649073370' title=''/><author><name>Valerie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12099030819314552958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-5405614054854196397</id><published>2009-08-27T11:38:27.264-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:38:27.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Sunny,
Oh Yes ! I remember our Sunday aftern...</title><content type='html'>Hello Sunny,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yes ! I remember our Sunday afternoon drives to the airport (in winter) or to the river for fishing (in summer) or just to the countryside. My father liked to see the planes take off. That can seems strange for the new generation, but by this time, to travel by plane was inaccessible for the working class and I think my father was dreaming by this way.&lt;br /&gt;(excuse me for my bad english, I hope you can understand what I mean)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/5405614054854196397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/5405614054854196397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251387507264#c5405614054854196397' title=''/><author><name>Hélène Glehen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05250350653943837222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-168568672892302783</id><published>2009-08-26T18:52:40.528-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:52:40.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh I remember the Sunday afternoon drives, Sunny.....</title><content type='html'>Oh I remember the Sunday afternoon drives, Sunny... BUT--I remember it more after I was married and my hubby and I would go for a long ride on Sunday afternoon with my ex&amp;#39;s parents.  His Dad and Mom loved taking off on new roads --not knowing where we were going.  It was SO much fun back then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had kids,  my ex and I continued those drives for awhile.  I have great memories of that.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Betsy</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/168568672892302783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/168568672892302783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251327160528#c168568672892302783' title=''/><author><name>Betsy from Tennessee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223591156634767330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03506083762476422074'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-6462282421074177380</id><published>2009-08-25T22:43:31.625-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:43:31.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I loved the Sunday afternoon drives!  And I still ...</title><content type='html'>I loved the Sunday afternoon drives!  And I still do...only now I&amp;#39;ve got my camera close at hand and ready for action...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/6462282421074177380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/6462282421074177380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251254611625#c6462282421074177380' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10345580399066644764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01395323732416805420'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-171029462924840175</id><published>2009-08-25T20:43:23.528-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:43:23.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the memories! Great story!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the memories! Great story!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/171029462924840175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/171029462924840175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251247403528#c171029462924840175' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13048920109768877198</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18105652202611745328'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-1618009961735492662</id><published>2009-08-25T16:19:42.420-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:19:42.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great story! 
We never went on sundaytrips ...</title><content type='html'>What a great story! &lt;br /&gt;We never went on sundaytrips like that, but we made almost all vacations by car... Me and all my toys in the backseat and me starting to ask how much longer before we arrive just as we got out of our own town... I must have been a pain in the ** :o)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/1618009961735492662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/1618009961735492662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251231582420#c1618009961735492662' title=''/><author><name>Pysen73</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160589311055831284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-598805243868337536</id><published>2009-08-25T10:31:15.709-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:31:15.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember the Sunday afternoon drives too and the...</title><content type='html'>I remember the Sunday afternoon drives too and the stop for ice cream!!  I am also an only child.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/598805243868337536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/598805243868337536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251210675709#c598805243868337536' title=''/><author><name>happyone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14186179870233267082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00699813159459489858'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8110752507274916597</id><published>2009-08-25T09:37:22.947-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:37:22.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't thought about Sunday afternoon drives.  ...</title><content type='html'>I haven&amp;#39;t thought about Sunday afternoon drives.  Someone in our family would have to be seriously ill before we missed a Sunday drive.  Dad was one of those people who always knows how to get back home, so we was both pilot and navigator.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/8110752507274916597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/8110752507274916597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251207442947#c8110752507274916597' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06923630536753873113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17607824663885817247'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-9105928144661790948</id><published>2009-08-24T20:40:57.145-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:40:57.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great memories, Sunny!!

I remember it well, I als...</title><content type='html'>Great memories, Sunny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember it well, I also am an only child, but often took a friend with us, and we got into as much trouble as siblings...haha!!&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we layed up across the back of the car under the window, now kids are seat belted in and tied down, too..good times !</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/9105928144661790948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/9105928144661790948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251160857145#c9105928144661790948' title=''/><author><name>bonifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775719256913187043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04992505349769192701'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8405572218192161343</id><published>2009-08-24T19:16:34.507-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:16:34.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes, I do remember the Sunday drives.  Me and m...</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I do remember the Sunday drives.  Me and my two younger sisters fighting and scooting as far back in the old station wagon as we could get so we would be out of the reach of slapping hands!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/8405572218192161343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/8405572218192161343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251155794507#c8405572218192161343' title=''/><author><name>Lois</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737705457021667861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09142879897507173543'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-5303114924104105482</id><published>2009-08-24T17:30:44.242-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:30:44.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We didn't have a car so I missed that whole thing....</title><content type='html'>We didn&amp;#39;t have a car so I missed that whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoons in an Italian house is when every relative, even those you only know at a distance, show up for pasta and dinner.  Similar conversations took place, but it was in broken English with a great deal of yelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over &amp;amp; out.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/5303114924104105482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/5303114924104105482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251149444242#c5303114924104105482' title=''/><author><name>Holly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10972581158834240144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03982402707749671355'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-964749246142916441</id><published>2009-08-24T17:24:00.875-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:24:00.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a delightful post. It took me back fifty year...</title><content type='html'>What a delightful post. It took me back fifty years to Sunday trips to the seaside in my fathers&amp;#39; old van. With my father the tended to be Sunday morning drives rather than afternoon drives : he had a deep desire to &amp;quot;beat the crowds&amp;quot; and therefore we would set out at 7.00am. It always gave him great pleasure to be on his way home when everyone was on their way out for the afternoon. I could never work out why. Anyway, thanks for the trip down Memory Lane</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/964749246142916441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/964749246142916441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251149040875#c964749246142916441' title=''/><author><name>Alan Burnett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01015127443616786425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02942679596192851676'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-1394776964086100906</id><published>2009-08-24T17:22:11.918-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:22:11.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I do remember and I loved those Sunday drives as d...</title><content type='html'>I do remember and I loved those Sunday drives as did my two older brothers. It was probably the one time we didn&amp;#39;t squabble but would play road games. &amp;quot;I see something the starts with a W&amp;quot; or the brothers would pick a car make and see who could spot the most, plus name the year. They lost me there. I just loved seeing new places. Thanks for reminding me.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/1394776964086100906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/8891714289840982317/comments/default/1394776964086100906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html?showComment=1251148931918#c1394776964086100906' title=''/><author><name>Arkansas Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04804368190103997485'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/08/coming-full-circle.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8891714289840982317' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/8891714289840982317' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>