tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133035607859618004.post2324555762269936190..comments2011-05-09T13:17:54.756-05:00Comments on tHP Showcase: Like Rain on Spring LeavesSteveDoylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04122347571689230387noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133035607859618004.post-51439057547420393282011-01-27T09:21:50.862-06:002011-01-27T09:21:50.862-06:00Thanks for the comments, Chris (and for the patien...Thanks for the comments, Chris (and for the patience it took to finally get something posted!)Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18165942026833813183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133035607859618004.post-48632535655818306082011-01-26T13:04:42.007-06:002011-01-26T13:04:42.007-06:00Okay, one more try:
I like this story, especially...Okay, one more try:<br /><br />I like this story, especially the tactile sensations he is feeling. It's clear what is going on from the beginning, but it works well. The sadness is profound. Makes me feel guilty about never visiting grave sites. I wanted the recognition of Mary Beth to be a little more drawn out, gradual, heart wrenching... but no big problem with how you did it.<br /><br />Well done!Anne and Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12307470274793508463noreply@blogger.com