<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post3700141215136308548..comments</id><updated>2012-01-13T00:29:04.190Z</updated><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='miracles and blessings'/><category term='Celebrations'/><category term='favourite things'/><category term='Nonsense'/><category term='Make Me Bake'/><category term='starters'/><category term='Measurement Conversion List'/><category term='Tarts'/><category term='My Cookbook'/><category term='Christmas Angels'/><category term='meat and potatoes'/><category term='soupss and stews'/><category term='Holiday Guest Post'/><category term='one dish meals'/><category term='Comfort Foods'/><category term='Daring Bakers'/><category term='lyrical writings'/><category term='Cookies and Squares'/><category 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term='Pasta'/><category term='Eggs'/><category term='Poultry'/><category term='Leftovers'/><category term='Valentines'/><category term='bacon'/><category term='puppy love'/><category term='dairy'/><category term='Scrummy Snacks'/><category term='Entertaining'/><category term='frozen dessert'/><category term='Sandwiches'/><category term='prayer  requests'/><category term='Cheap and Cheerful Mains'/><category term='healthy options'/><category term='convenience'/><category term='yeast'/><category term='Potatoes'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Sunday Lunch'/><category term='Light Suppers'/><category term='Poetry Saturday'/><category term='Fairies'/><category term='family favourites'/><category term='Breads'/><category term='The Thumb Test For Firmness'/><category term='Soups and Stews'/><category term='Beverages'/><title type='text'>Comments on A Year From Oak Cottage: Learning to fly on the wings of love . . .</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/feeds/3700141215136308548/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00407913432222377267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sRBEM2K3VoE/TwFzdod9WrI/AAAAAAAAAdo/p8eviwL7lS4/s220/profile%2Bpic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3177936811952763439</id><published>2012-01-13T00:29:04.190Z</published><updated>2012-01-13T00:29:04.190Z</updated><title type='text'>I so love these posts where you share your childho...</title><content type='html'>I so love these posts where you share your childhood memories.  They are so full of warmth and love.  Sounds like you had a wonderful family.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/3177936811952763439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/3177936811952763439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326414544190#c3177936811952763439' title=''/><author><name>Great-Granny Grandma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00984367859984906071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13764153614063593815'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zdQYfQnunqw/SZ65FNQhldI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gJ089wDitbE/S220/Cheese.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1167552432'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-782786769586141553</id><published>2012-01-12T08:47:00.037Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T08:47:00.037Z</updated><title type='text'>Loved reading your memory and the photos are beaut...</title><content type='html'>Loved reading your memory and the photos are beautiful. I started my first job -- baby sitting -- at 11. I took Joy, who was five, downtown and we went to the movies, out to eat and shopping. Today few people would give an 11-year old that responsibility, but in 1961 it was fine and we did great.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/782786769586141553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/782786769586141553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326358020037#c782786769586141553' title=''/><author><name>Buttercup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03804094230127512943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02159853163829329492'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8Y65TuVc9ak/TXYVY9EMQXI/AAAAAAAABq0/vZuS_wW-xa4/s220/144.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-444926724'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-2808854853207157541</id><published>2012-01-12T07:22:19.125Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T07:22:19.125Z</updated><title type='text'>You are blessed to have such sweet memories of you...</title><content type='html'>You are blessed to have such sweet memories of your father. My main memory of my father was him yelling at my mother and then running off and leaving us to fend for ourselves. I hated him for doing that when I was young and was left alone while my mother worked long hours to support us. Now that I am old I have forgiven him. I&amp;#39;ve learned that everyone makes mistakes... some make big mistakes... it is not for me to judge him.  However, I missed a lot not having a father in my life. I am thankful that my husband, my son and my sons-in-law are all good fathers. &lt;br /&gt;I got my first bike when I was 12. My mom ran along beside me and taught me to ride it. It was pink and white. I loved that bike. My sweet mom did all she could to make up for me not having a dad. She was the one who encouraged me to forgive him .I love her for that. &lt;br /&gt;I am glad that you had a loving father. I am not surprised that you are the apple of his eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sick since Christmas with the old stomach pains I used to get. I&amp;#39;ve not felt like doing much of anything for days but I feel a bit better tonight.  I have not had IBS since the accident until now. I thought I was over it... oh... well... Asi es la vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must get to bed... but I suppose you are just waking up. So... have a good day.  I&amp;#39;m sending love to you. Hugs, Lura</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/2808854853207157541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/2808854853207157541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326352939125#c2808854853207157541' title=''/><author><name>Grammy Staffy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02574485995391510872</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05385799184591130163'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7NGoBbO9gsw/R92VX3gBlrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/bdvJ1yGJls0/S220/DSC03264.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1129977525'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-6948649836671152983</id><published>2012-01-12T06:40:34.294Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T06:40:34.294Z</updated><title type='text'>Your dad must be a wonderful guy, Marie!  So glad ...</title><content type='html'>Your dad must be a wonderful guy, Marie!  So glad he is doing better.  I love thinking about my Dad too, especially when I was little and he was all things wonderful to me.  I always felt so safe with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to you and yours...Bon</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/6948649836671152983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/6948649836671152983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326350434294#c6948649836671152983' title=''/><author><name>Bonnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14059667593315041564</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EW36Vjrq0pc/SS8EX_ExaII/AAAAAAAAFyo/iNRFqUVi2Ss/S220/IMG_4172.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1189217056'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-4738965285295543115</id><published>2012-01-12T05:34:24.328Z</published><updated>2012-01-12T05:34:24.328Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh Marie, what a lovely memory and great story. I ...</title><content type='html'>Oh Marie, what a lovely memory and great story. I could just picture all of it. I have a similar story of my first bike that I will share sometime. I have two older brothers so I was the only girl and the baby. I had a sweet relationship with my Dad and I miss both parents. Enjoy the moments with your Dad. The recipe looks like a good one; I will try it for sure. &lt;br /&gt;Hugs to you!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/4738965285295543115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/4738965285295543115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326346464328#c4738965285295543115' title=''/><author><name>LeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18107717294803352571</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16455374844048600224'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hvkdvqImw0/TapTvjXrbpI/AAAAAAAAFqk/Lidq0qXYAgg/s220/DSCN0387%2B%25282%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-471151774'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-1233696154945372208</id><published>2012-01-11T21:19:27.797Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:19:27.797Z</updated><title type='text'>This was beautiful. Your writing conjures up the m...</title><content type='html'>This was beautiful. Your writing conjures up the most lovely visuals in my mind!!  I can see you as that carefree happy girl!  With my father in ailing health, it brought back similar memories and a stronger sense of my heartfelt love for my dad.  Those melts look absolutely yummy!!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/1233696154945372208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/1233696154945372208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326316767797#c1233696154945372208' title=''/><author><name>Sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16943599459341621197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_OOVSEHMDfDc/SGrSxHP2O9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/uL4gxgxEY74/S220/sheryl+%26+russell.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1861118774'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3858787483135002961</id><published>2012-01-11T15:09:50.130Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T15:09:50.130Z</updated><title type='text'>So enjoyed your reflections/memories, Marie. We, t...</title><content type='html'>So enjoyed your reflections/memories, Marie. We, too, worked very hard from our early youth to earn monies &amp;amp; purchase our desires/dreams. Accolades to your Dad for being with you thru your road traveled. Ours was not ... you are so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your photos are beautiful. The meal looks yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful week ~&lt;br /&gt;TTFN ~&lt;br /&gt;Marydon</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/3858787483135002961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/3858787483135002961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326294590130#c3858787483135002961' title=''/><author><name>Marydon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05697196986038110683</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16511402208281086702'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2C7pU4Af9M/TwM1_6f1srI/AAAAAAAAJM0/nGSBdZ-PNAI/s220/1112L133.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1928181771'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-4081019649797685701</id><published>2012-01-11T13:45:22.127Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T13:45:22.127Z</updated><title type='text'>Mine was a CCM also:)  I love the crest..the look....</title><content type='html'>Mine was a CCM also:)  I love the crest..the look.. everything..had quite  a tumble once also..never a helmet was worn back then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad had pet names for me also:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back sweet memories.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/4081019649797685701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/4081019649797685701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326289522127#c4081019649797685701' title=''/><author><name>La Table De Nana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04358539954508050792</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0zChJeqS8os/SlqAOqKkH4I/AAAAAAAADdI/-Ip7J_JP-yQ/S220/ltdna.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-580161104'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3790870040071060079</id><published>2012-01-11T12:42:45.060Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T12:42:45.060Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh, how sweet...loved this story of your bicycle a...</title><content type='html'>Oh, how sweet...loved this story of your bicycle and your Dad, Marie! :o) I&amp;#39;ve not been on a bike since childhood, but would love to try again sometime. Those tortilla Melts look very good. I will try these the weekend, looking for a different Saturday snack, and different way with quesadillas. Yes, we HAVE to chat soon! This week is full here too, so maybe we can shoot for one day next week? Let me know what your schedule is like. Look forward to hearing from you and catching up soon! :o) Happy Day ((LOVE &amp;amp; BIG HUGS))</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/3790870040071060079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/3790870040071060079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326285765060#c3790870040071060079' title=''/><author><name>Tracy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09179096002434748927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5U9rdHJQRk/ThxAseyNo0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/UaDmE3rXPKE/s220/AboutMeJuly2011_160.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to 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type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-715029313'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-4298133417410254113</id><published>2012-01-11T12:14:25.608Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T12:14:25.608Z</updated><title type='text'>What beautiful memories you have Marie:)  This pos...</title><content type='html'>What beautiful memories you have Marie:)  This post is oozing with love, thank you for sharing such happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheilagh&lt;br /&gt;xxx</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/4298133417410254113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/4298133417410254113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326284065608#c4298133417410254113' title=''/><author><name>Sheilagh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02774960303127922257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04186110417434011832'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lc0Xu453uh4/TiCdEEfl4mI/AAAAAAAAB5g/8yAU8C29i5o/s220/011.JPG'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-2141821397'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-7786163866307715829</id><published>2012-01-11T11:18:01.061Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:18:01.061Z</updated><title type='text'>Wow Marie...a job at 5 years old. My first job was...</title><content type='html'>Wow Marie...a job at 5 years old. My first job was when I was 13 as a shop assistant in a little local Pâtisserie Anglais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone remembers both their first job, learning to ride a bike for the first time and/or helping a child to experience that wonderful feeling of freedom. I remember my backache for sure! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely post and obviously very special memories that you kindly shared with us...thank you xoxo</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/7786163866307715829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/7786163866307715829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326280681061#c7786163866307715829' title=''/><author><name>Neesie      Natters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629847485174945501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02332705880673343604'/><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HVyL4gzOVOk/TVnlqlAhVLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/YrBKSFZeMqw/s220/Avitar.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-620433469'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-1574265310412600043</id><published>2012-01-11T11:09:52.195Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:09:52.195Z</updated><title type='text'>You have some wonderful memories of your childhood...</title><content type='html'>You have some wonderful memories of your childhood.  I used to love to ride my bike too.  I can also remember crashing over and over again before I learned to stay up and ride too.  Hope your Wednesday is a great one!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/1574265310412600043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/1574265310412600043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326280192195#c1574265310412600043' title=''/><author><name>I'm mostly known as 'MA'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12107548726472541669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj_epqm2SQs/TqGgnKgz2TI/AAAAAAAApTI/848HoEm2quA/s220/securedownload.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1852737304'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3333097184592094183</id><published>2012-01-11T08:24:47.986Z</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:24:47.986Z</updated><title type='text'>Lucky you to have managed to get a bike....somethi...</title><content type='html'>Lucky you to have managed to get a bike....something I have never had the pleasure of doing.. Well I did occasionally swapy my dolls pram with the boy next door for a &amp;quot;go&amp;quot; on his three wheel tricycle...but that is nothing to the feel of the wind in your face I would imagine.  Mind you many years later I did have the wind in my face riding horses.  Wonder why my Mother thought riding a hores would be safer than me riding a byke !!( probably cause I was able to stand my own corner by then !! LOL )  &lt;br /&gt;Love Sybil xx</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/3333097184592094183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/3700141215136308548/comments/default/3333097184592094183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html?showComment=1326270287986#c3333097184592094183' title=''/><author><name>Sybil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02516012178494813281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5fYZOlP65Qc/SoBc5bxGLZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/5hFZw0cBnls/S220/Bob%27s+sybil.jpg'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.ayearfromoakcottage.org/2012/01/learning-to-fly-on-wings-of-love.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6123507346649841877.post-3700141215136308548' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6123507346649841877/posts/default/3700141215136308548' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-8285612'/></entry></feed>
