Blogs about: Memorials To Bob
column of smoke
crowfeet wrote 1 year ago: backbone of smoke and gray gritty ashes. Where are you? thickly wrinkled cheeks, they must have felt … more →
orange blossom night
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crowfeet wrote 1 year ago: What do you do when it comes upon you suddenly after dinner? Or no, maybe not suddenly, maybe thats … more →
Manchmal - On Some Days
crowfeet wrote 1 year ago: Manchmal – on some days Sometimes I miss you, and sometimes I don’t want, that I miss yo … more →
Requiem for a friend
crowfeet wrote 1 year ago: That we were frightened when you died…no; rather: that your stern death broke in upon us, dark … more →
stones in my stomach
crowfeet wrote 1 year ago: Memories are now like pebbles I collect, loading down my pockets with them, hoarding them and wantin … more →
crow stuff!
crowfeet wrote 1 year ago: smart crows use cars to crack nuts: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGPGknpq3e0&feature=relatedcr … more →
two posts from Satom
crowfeet wrote 2 years ago: Feb 9, 2007 Is it too late now to tell you I love you? I had not seen you for quite some time since … more →
Thanksgiving
crowfeet wrote 2 years ago: I sent out invitations To summer guests, I collected together All my friends, Loud talk And simple f … more →
a few things you liked...and a few memories
crowfeet wrote 2 years ago: Mustard with big seeds in it Prairie home companion Sparkly prisms, especially on the Christmas tree … more →
Wasp Story From Sabine
crowfeet wrote 2 years ago: When Bob visited us in Schwabmuenchen (small town where we live) in the end of August and in early S … more →
Huckleberry Story from Joe
crowfeet wrote 2 years ago: Bob’s and Joe’s Huckleberry Hike Many years ago in the fall of the year, or maybe it was still late … more →
oil spill
crowfeet wrote 2 years ago: I loved talking to him. I loved picking up the phone and talking to him. Sometimes I would just call … more →
Rare Spring Rain
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crowfeet wrote 2 years ago: From Robin: I want to start this with something my Dad wrote to me before I left on a long trip to A … more →
