tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677782007716602281.post3467365447773265910..comments2023-11-03T05:22:21.679-04:00Comments on Bronx Tales & Inner Musings: Children on the BeachAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05994415353101258592noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677782007716602281.post-4905228725707613372011-01-21T19:45:54.405-05:002011-01-21T19:45:54.405-05:00I always figured it was better they moaned at the ...I always figured it was better they moaned at the beach than at home. When we got home, there always seemed to be mounds of chores and tedious things clamoring for attention, and no chance to even pretend I was reading.Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09715879775216108688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677782007716602281.post-35684187338000535442011-01-21T16:35:21.751-05:002011-01-21T16:35:21.751-05:00Living by the beach this is exactly how I see life...Living by the beach this is exactly how I see life in spring/summer.<br />The beach in the snow is so interesting and still contains it;s beauty,<br />Yvonne.RHYTHM AND RHYMEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11386975261804630799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6677782007716602281.post-89698479493543470002011-01-21T09:29:35.508-05:002011-01-21T09:29:35.508-05:00Yes I do despite the interuptions or maybe even be...Yes I do despite the interuptions or maybe even because of them. I like thinking about the beach on this snowy snowy day. hmmmm....Jan Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01771180344305042855noreply@blogger.com