<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
		>
<channel>
	<title>Comments on: Sunday Scribblings: Winter Memories</title>
	<atom:link href="http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/</link>
	<description></description>
	<lastBuildDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 08:03:38 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1</generator>
	<item>
		<title>By: Penny Hedrick</title>
		<link>http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/comment-page-1/#comment-1339</link>
		<dc:creator>Penny Hedrick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Dec 2008 05:48:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/#comment-1339</guid>
		<description>My memories are similar to yours.  I grew up in Ind. just outside Chicago, Crown Point to be more specific.  I loved winter as a kid, yeah snow days no school.  But my parents didn&#039;t that meant sharing our freezer and root cellar fixings with all the neighbors and the neighbor who sold milk for a living sharing his milk with us and my dad walking home from Gary just to be with us.  Aaaahhhhh I still loved snow days, it didn&#039;t realize the pain it caused my Godly parents.  Then my dad left my mom when I was 11, I thought God walked out on me that day, but he didn&#039;t.  I just turned my back.  Thank you for your blog it gives me comfort at almost 1am in the morning when my whole family is asleep and I can&#039;t talk to them and drive them nutz like me.  Stop it Penny your brain doesn&#039;t know that you are joking, lol.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My memories are similar to yours.  I grew up in Ind. just outside Chicago, Crown Point to be more specific.  I loved winter as a kid, yeah snow days no school.  But my parents didn&#8217;t that meant sharing our freezer and root cellar fixings with all the neighbors and the neighbor who sold milk for a living sharing his milk with us and my dad walking home from Gary just to be with us.  Aaaahhhhh I still loved snow days, it didn&#8217;t realize the pain it caused my Godly parents.  Then my dad left my mom when I was 11, I thought God walked out on me that day, but he didn&#8217;t.  I just turned my back.  Thank you for your blog it gives me comfort at almost 1am in the morning when my whole family is asleep and I can&#8217;t talk to them and drive them nutz like me.  Stop it Penny your brain doesn&#8217;t know that you are joking, lol.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Elaine H</title>
		<link>http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/comment-page-1/#comment-1325</link>
		<dc:creator>Elaine H</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 23:30:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/#comment-1325</guid>
		<description>I seem to be part of a minority. I love winter. The cold and snow give me hope for the new life that comes with spring. It is also a reprieve from all the insects that I&#039;m not overly fond of.

I have found that for me living where the seasons are very blurred and not at all distinctive is very depressing.

Living in Alaska I do at times find the winter to get long but that is one of the reasons we make such a big deal out of our Festival of Lights (we string lights around the community and our homes just after Halloween), Fur Rendezvous and the Iditarod so that we have fun and positive things to look forward to during the dark days of winter.

I guess it is all in your perspective.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I seem to be part of a minority. I love winter. The cold and snow give me hope for the new life that comes with spring. It is also a reprieve from all the insects that I&#8217;m not overly fond of.</p>
<p>I have found that for me living where the seasons are very blurred and not at all distinctive is very depressing.</p>
<p>Living in Alaska I do at times find the winter to get long but that is one of the reasons we make such a big deal out of our Festival of Lights (we string lights around the community and our homes just after Halloween), Fur Rendezvous and the Iditarod so that we have fun and positive things to look forward to during the dark days of winter.</p>
<p>I guess it is all in your perspective.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Holly Schwendiman</title>
		<link>http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/comment-page-1/#comment-1321</link>
		<dc:creator>Holly Schwendiman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 18:07:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/#comment-1321</guid>
		<description>Oh I can relate SO well!!

Hugs,
Holly</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh I can relate SO well!!</p>
<p>Hugs,<br />
Holly</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Vic Grace</title>
		<link>http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/comment-page-1/#comment-1319</link>
		<dc:creator>Vic Grace</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 03:29:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/#comment-1319</guid>
		<description>I don&#039;t want to remember winter I am all for forgetting it. Driving home today was a white knuckle experience the roads were so bad. Florida sounds just great.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t want to remember winter I am all for forgetting it. Driving home today was a white knuckle experience the roads were so bad. Florida sounds just great.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Susan</title>
		<link>http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/comment-page-1/#comment-1317</link>
		<dc:creator>Susan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 20:10:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/#comment-1317</guid>
		<description>I LOVE snow...when I&#039;m visiting it.  I found when DH and I lived in KY, that I really &quot;need&quot; the sun.  I&#039;m pretty sure that I could be diagnosed with Seasonal Affective Disorder.  My problem is that I can&#039;t stand the HEAT in our neck of the woods in July and August.  

Thanks for all of your thoughts and prayers as I&#039;ve transitioned here with my DS 1.  

Much Love, 

Susan</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I LOVE snow&#8230;when I&#8217;m visiting it.  I found when DH and I lived in KY, that I really &#8220;need&#8221; the sun.  I&#8217;m pretty sure that I could be diagnosed with Seasonal Affective Disorder.  My problem is that I can&#8217;t stand the HEAT in our neck of the woods in July and August.  </p>
<p>Thanks for all of your thoughts and prayers as I&#8217;ve transitioned here with my DS 1.  </p>
<p>Much Love, </p>
<p>Susan</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Tumblewords</title>
		<link>http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/comment-page-1/#comment-1316</link>
		<dc:creator>Tumblewords</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 18:35:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/#comment-1316</guid>
		<description>Florida sounds like a wonderful place!! I&#039;m not enamored by winter, either, and yet I&#039;ve lived in it forever. Nice post!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Florida sounds like a wonderful place!! I&#8217;m not enamored by winter, either, and yet I&#8217;ve lived in it forever. Nice post!</p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
	<item>
		<title>By: Mary (MPJ)</title>
		<link>http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/comment-page-1/#comment-1315</link>
		<dc:creator>Mary (MPJ)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 18:34:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://daniellebatog.com/2008/11/30/sunday-scribblings-winter-memories/#comment-1315</guid>
		<description>I remember when I was a child writing in my diary that I would be an adult (and life would not be worth living) when I lost my wonder at snow and saw it as a hassle I didn&#039;t want to deal with.  Um, call me an adult now.  ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember when I was a child writing in my diary that I would be an adult (and life would not be worth living) when I lost my wonder at snow and saw it as a hassle I didn&#8217;t want to deal with.  Um, call me an adult now.  <img src='http://daniellebatog.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
]]></content:encoded>
	</item>
</channel>
</rss>

