tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237488503448048018.post2871761606991472539..comments2015-10-19T15:40:26.285-08:00Comments on Erin Anais Hanson: Two-Stepping Waltzes: Eat Your LoveErin Anais Hansonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15401032396734841660noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237488503448048018.post-48051127605058228292010-11-15T04:06:52.229-09:002010-11-15T04:06:52.229-09:00It might be good to have roots. I sometimes drive ...It might be good to have roots. I sometimes drive past my ancestral home (circa 1887)but its been out of the family so long, it seems vaguely unreal. I suppose real, live people (preferably relatives) make the difference and join the present to the past. Nice thought slightly kinkily expressed :)Maundering muttererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10007758736758966777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237488503448048018.post-69322989264753109732010-11-12T08:58:45.775-09:002010-11-12T08:58:45.775-09:00What a coincidence! The house *I* live in was also...What a coincidence! The house *I* live in was also built in 1920. Small world.Kritkrathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00326794443218496730noreply@blogger.com