tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post1713155495507712500..comments2024-03-08T07:00:30.850-06:00Comments on Write From the Heart: Where do you find rhythm?Linda O'Connellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-63157891770712696642010-07-28T22:32:48.677-05:002010-07-28T22:32:48.677-05:00Hi Terri,
Welcome and thanks for stopping by. I am...Hi Terri,<br />Welcome and thanks for stopping by. I am so techno challenged. I can write, I can type, I can't figure out how to do a link. But I will continue to give it my best shot. Oh yes, the wind in pine trees reminds me of camping at St. Andrews State Park in Panama City, FL. I envy you having the gulf water at your door.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-62691653992934375562010-07-28T22:30:22.843-05:002010-07-28T22:30:22.843-05:00Hi Lynn,
Yes indeed, if only more people would sto...Hi Lynn,<br />Yes indeed, if only more people would stop and listen. Thanks for the nice comment.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-41229757326015445542010-07-28T08:50:30.658-05:002010-07-28T08:50:30.658-05:00The pine trees behind my home when the wind blows ...The pine trees behind my home when the wind blows through them:) I love your blog--thank you so much for finding mine. It is always nice to connect with another Chicken Soup writer! I will have to go read yours:) and oh yeah-- I love that old time rock and roll too! We are never too old for it!Terri Tiffanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07771622379178654235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-7822009160292698632010-07-26T21:26:00.856-05:002010-07-26T21:26:00.856-05:00I think there's rhythm in just about everythin...I think there's rhythm in just about everything, you just have to listen. I like your new blog look.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05296300032567383021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-48993312529677605132010-07-26T13:32:34.586-05:002010-07-26T13:32:34.586-05:00Tammy,
You pegged it, slap of sandals. Ooooh the s...Tammy,<br />You pegged it, slap of sandals. Ooooh the soundlessness of snow reminds me of singing to ones' self. The tune is everybody's choice. Thanks.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-28340569264804335242010-07-26T10:31:22.599-05:002010-07-26T10:31:22.599-05:00This reminds me of a group poem--where everyone ad...This reminds me of a group poem--where everyone adds a line! I've been enjoying all of them so much because people keep mentioning ones I love but wouldn't have thought to put. In addition to so many above, I love the rhythmic snap of sandals and the soundlessness of snow.Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02141883867104777688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-32805175523726034302010-07-25T20:51:06.596-05:002010-07-25T20:51:06.596-05:00Susan,
When laughter of little children reaches a...Susan,<br />When laughter of little children reaches a crescendo, their giggles build and belly laughter occurs, it makes me clap my hands.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-89804962214091753762010-07-25T20:49:58.289-05:002010-07-25T20:49:58.289-05:00Claudia,
I know exactly what you mean about the hi...Claudia,<br />I know exactly what you mean about the high heels. I had a principal like that once. Yes! Eggs knocking as they boil; I would have never come up with that one.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-72494140520170996522010-07-25T20:48:24.695-05:002010-07-25T20:48:24.695-05:00Becky,
Yes, wind chimes make me smile and relax, b...Becky,<br />Yes, wind chimes make me smile and relax, birds serenade but locusts drive me crazy!Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-59003521224542701802010-07-25T17:52:36.344-05:002010-07-25T17:52:36.344-05:00Hmmmmm, interesting question, Linda. I'd have ...Hmmmmm, interesting question, Linda. I'd have to say the chorus of birds in the early morning hours. How sweet the sound! Also, the laughter of little children. SusanSusanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12358462881287190635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-9823144768206389832010-07-25T17:34:53.235-05:002010-07-25T17:34:53.235-05:00I would add the hum of the refrigerator...click of...I would add the hum of the refrigerator...click of computer keys...clip clop of a horse and wagon on brick streets...eggs knocking when they are boiling...shrill screams of fire engine maybe....the high heels of an ex-boss as she stomped down the hall, I still hear those....Bookiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12043111213031211794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-41675927758376517282010-07-25T16:39:41.607-05:002010-07-25T16:39:41.607-05:00Wind chimes tinkling and clanging, birds singing, ...Wind chimes tinkling and clanging, birds singing, locusts doing whatever it is they do!BECKYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15184458949017900541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-67625704874871708662010-07-25T15:20:30.681-05:002010-07-25T15:20:30.681-05:00Lisa,
Hubby's snoring does have a percussive s...Lisa,<br />Hubby's snoring does have a percussive sound, ah, but the dogs tail won me over. You are right on all accounts.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-10578833614537876992010-07-25T14:12:16.958-05:002010-07-25T14:12:16.958-05:00Mmmmm....the ocean, the breathing of a sleeping ba...Mmmmm....the ocean, the breathing of a sleeping baby, my dogs' tails tapping things as they wag, wag, wag; cars on the interstate before dawn. Rain, thunder. And my hubby snoring. :)Lisa Ricard Clarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05048410207952052295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-61765133774600369582010-07-25T13:33:26.878-05:002010-07-25T13:33:26.878-05:00Pat,
You just wrote a lovely nature POEM.Pat, <br />You just wrote a lovely nature POEM.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145825647751945760.post-70421374850907298812010-07-25T11:39:59.397-05:002010-07-25T11:39:59.397-05:00There's music in the sounds of nature. Birds s...There's music in the sounds of nature. Birds singing, hummingbird chatter, leaves blowing in the breeze, the ocean as it possesses a beach and then releases it, coyote howls in the night, crickets chirping, tree frog songs...well, I guess you get the picture!<br /><br />Pat<br />www.critteralley.blogspot.comPat Wahlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01138619912065680084noreply@blogger.com