tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post5384197362556840913..comments2023-10-10T07:18:30.391-04:00Comments on Away We Go: The Trees of the Field.Nancy Chttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04313721217543578257noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-43593979509484738342011-10-06T12:33:58.077-04:002011-10-06T12:33:58.077-04:00Like your above post wasn't making me cry enou...Like your above post wasn't making me cry enough.<br /><br />"The world, once more, has shifted." - perfectionAshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16041241998702255016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-52168729100724999562011-10-05T10:23:28.645-04:002011-10-05T10:23:28.645-04:00Man. Your writing is getting so tight! Awesome.Man. Your writing is getting so tight! Awesome.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12462124067637610359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-74981745027927751692011-10-04T15:26:59.839-04:002011-10-04T15:26:59.839-04:00Aw, I love the ending comment - so proud and satis...Aw, I love the ending comment - so proud and satisfied!Megan (Best of Fates)http://www.bestoffates.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-32461207376166401762011-09-28T11:50:22.224-04:002011-09-28T11:50:22.224-04:00Great sensory writing. You had me from the beginni...Great sensory writing. You had me from the beginning to the end of this story. I could see the bike, the boy. I could feel the tension and the thrill of the bike moving. I loved the "thwack" as her shoes hit the asphalt.<br /><br />In short, this was great writing and made me step inside this special moment. Thanks!!!Sarahttp://www.sarahealy.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-89472079759766148042011-09-23T19:01:45.592-04:002011-09-23T19:01:45.592-04:00Wow, Nancy. That was wonderful... " all red ...Wow, Nancy. That was wonderful... " all red hoodie and propelled bravado". Great visual.<br />xo jjJoanna Jenkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10836376588710862173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-41655073377520469292011-09-22T14:23:58.363-04:002011-09-22T14:23:58.363-04:00"And the trees of the field clap their hands...."And the trees of the field clap their hands."<br /><br /><br />That line was so evocative, even after all the excitement of the bike ride!TMWHickmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11099277984216556857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-61445693414522317822011-09-22T00:54:52.038-04:002011-09-22T00:54:52.038-04:00Oh Nancy, just amazing! You put a tear in my eye, ...Oh Nancy, just amazing! You put a tear in my eye, you brought me right back to when I learned to ride my bike and you have me looking forward to teaching my boys exactly the same way!Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10395153992892479101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-49340637557618448532011-09-21T18:15:21.299-04:002011-09-21T18:15:21.299-04:00I love such a simple and unforgettable moment like...I love such a simple and unforgettable moment like this. I was holding my breath. :-) I loved the clapping trees. I've never thought of them as an audience before.Jen Has A Penhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01985462114936261199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-78897586867252449552011-09-21T10:54:43.217-04:002011-09-21T10:54:43.217-04:00Also loving the 'propelled bravado'.
I ne...Also loving the 'propelled bravado'.<br /><br />I need some trees to help my kid get over his fear of the bicycle.tulpenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09244442556884959190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-20687374081346421432011-09-21T00:43:15.904-04:002011-09-21T00:43:15.904-04:00BEAUTIFUL!
Absolutely beautiful.
I love the way ...BEAUTIFUL!<br /><br />Absolutely beautiful.<br /><br />I love the way the trees were a character in your story, as they watched this special moment unfold.Tracie Nallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07908908021649000930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-15535676908208713982011-09-20T23:26:11.599-04:002011-09-20T23:26:11.599-04:00Can you hear my applause?
All the way from here.
...Can you hear my applause?<br />All the way from here.<br /><br />I'm laughing and clapping and jumping up and down. At least my heart is.<br /><br />For you. For him.<br />Your bike rider.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15244839430462103487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-68307772199210104162011-09-20T21:18:08.389-04:002011-09-20T21:18:08.389-04:00You may get two comments from me the first one dis...You may get two comments from me the first one disappeared. This is a wonderful piece, not surprisingly. You've captured this moment with such beauty and emotion. I too love the trees as the silent audience.Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01564542013071462911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-4963483545524728672011-09-20T18:45:02.561-04:002011-09-20T18:45:02.561-04:00This was marvelous. You really hit the assignment ...This was marvelous. You really hit the assignment dead-on. I was out of breath from running along side you.VictoriaKPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07987993161693042703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-46655601448383414662011-09-20T18:16:49.792-04:002011-09-20T18:16:49.792-04:00'"Mom," he says, "You've go...'"Mom," he says, "You've got yourself a bike rider!"' <br /><br />Tears in my eyes. So awesome.Cameronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05407917830307384493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-89729749394583484962011-09-20T17:45:50.885-04:002011-09-20T17:45:50.885-04:00Brings back memories. Sweet long gone memories.Brings back memories. Sweet long gone memories.julie moorehttp://picsprayerspompoms.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-23303001160268359132011-09-20T16:05:33.386-04:002011-09-20T16:05:33.386-04:00Such a great moment, captured perfectly by you. It...Such a great moment, captured perfectly by you. It's one of those parenting moments that never gets old - I'm looking forward to #3 getting his wheels.<br /><br />Love the images of the trees woven throughout, especially the last line.Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14025221975648580117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-91216114465192442592011-09-20T15:46:14.974-04:002011-09-20T15:46:14.974-04:00YAY for a bike rider! I loved how everyone- from p...YAY for a bike rider! I loved how everyone- from parent to nature- cheered him on. Isn't that so the way it should be? Lovely friend!Galit Breenhttp://theselittlewaves.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-89837181805148595132011-09-20T15:21:18.315-04:002011-09-20T15:21:18.315-04:00I like that! Took me back to teaching my kids to r...I like that! Took me back to teaching my kids to ride. What a task that was.<br /><br />Like the others who have commented, I love visualizing the trees "gazing down" to watch; especially because I have so many tall and beautiful trees in my neighborhood.Anitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08180243708565855383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-54436361450133216952011-09-20T14:14:59.901-04:002011-09-20T14:14:59.901-04:00le sigh.
i love the personification of the trees....le sigh.<br /><br />i love the personification of the trees. i have done that before. i love trees. so this was really easy for me to imagine.<br /><br />another fucking incredible post.<br /><br />xoxoerin margolinhttp://www.erinmargolin.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-89224870519974885852011-09-20T13:39:11.060-04:002011-09-20T13:39:11.060-04:00Hooray! I could see it all from your words. Perfec...Hooray! I could see it all from your words. Perfect.nicolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06605426195521274662noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-90716173840925056152011-09-20T13:27:17.085-04:002011-09-20T13:27:17.085-04:00Beautiful and brilliant and brilliant and beautifu...Beautiful and brilliant and brilliant and beautiful.<br /><br />Did I say beautiful and brilliant? Oh I did?<br /><br />;)<br /><br />seriously... I want more of your wrtiing all the time.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01044279582701415786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-64588468553991321722011-09-20T13:23:48.311-04:002011-09-20T13:23:48.311-04:00All is motion, as her shoes thwack the asphalt. He...All is motion, as her shoes thwack the asphalt. Her heart pounds. His face melts into motion. <br /><br />one of the things I have loved reading this week. It was wonderful and poignant and true. *weepy*Kirhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17894442143508446312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-29435186819603128992011-09-20T12:26:07.107-04:002011-09-20T12:26:07.107-04:00What a great capture, I was right there with you. ...What a great capture, I was right there with you. "Don't let go..." but you have to let go. My Dad literally couldn't let go, so my older brother had to teach me to ride my bike. It's an intricate dance, as you wrote! Lovely.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-9236989495383023502011-09-20T11:26:05.523-04:002011-09-20T11:26:05.523-04:00I love the parallel hopes of "don't let g...I love the parallel hopes of "don't let go."<br /><br />The audience of trees is perfect for this and so beautifully described.angelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14974137283220034062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4704768195528999087.post-82461875604019566602011-09-20T10:46:55.102-04:002011-09-20T10:46:55.102-04:00This is wonderful. You had me running beside you,...This is wonderful. You had me running beside you, holding on. My heart raced with the bike, and my hands were wringing with "Mom". You got it!Reneehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00955772837133239769noreply@blogger.com