tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30330487.post3505385905946538880..comments2009-09-14T16:02:10.749-04:00Pattie Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06980323449305990299noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30330487.post-74741900538699338082009-09-14T16:02:10.749-04:002009-09-14T16:02:10.749-04:00We used to walk home in packs from school. Sometimes we&#39;d ride bikes after unlocking our bike from a packed rack. What&#39;s changed, exactly, and send us into our bubbles of cars and homes?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30330487.post-20009970548627074042009-09-13T07:20:02.060-04:002009-09-13T07:20:02.060-04:00Maggie: The pizza dough is rising! I&#39;ll bake that for you later!Pattie Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06980323449305990299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30330487.post-53158291996151502792009-09-13T07:12:17.314-04:002009-09-13T07:12:17.314-04:00Thanks for the baton Pattie!.<br />This morning was a beautiful spring sunrise. Yesterday we had a hot north wind but this morning was calm and as it was Sunday the millions of school transport cars had disappeared from our street.<br />I sat in my front yard and watched dozens of birds fly effortlessly through the air around me as other birds sang of their joy of life.<br />I too thought of you and your daughter in Georgia and the change of the seasons.<br />Hey thanks for the bread it is delicious.<br />(Pizza is my favorite though!)Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17155210756905386478noreply@blogger.com