tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post362722367717727959..comments2024-03-25T11:04:10.945-07:00Comments on Chez Danisse: Who Wakes with the SunDenise http://www.blogger.com/profile/08269617590521412393noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-77399211100462300952012-04-26T11:24:10.117-07:002012-04-26T11:24:10.117-07:00Very interesting. It is easy to believe those ear...Very interesting. It is easy to believe those early hours hold and abundance of spiritual vibrations.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-88949309736210770282012-04-26T11:22:00.441-07:002012-04-26T11:22:00.441-07:00My pleasure. And thank you, Lecia. You so often ...My pleasure. And thank you, Lecia. You so often add poetry to my day.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-5823982703288553942012-04-26T11:20:54.512-07:002012-04-26T11:20:54.512-07:00Thanks, Katrina (smiling).Thanks, Katrina (smiling).Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-12342162198992363782012-04-26T11:20:07.948-07:002012-04-26T11:20:07.948-07:00Hi, Annie. This is one of the reasons I like work...Hi, Annie. This is one of the reasons I like working with words. Whoever reads them creates their own visual. If you saw a woman in her 70s, then she was in her 70s. Confidence does seem to increase with age. It's nice to see the ways age can make us better.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-47965178073349589442012-04-23T11:02:36.829-07:002012-04-23T11:02:36.829-07:00Thank you for adding poetry to my morning.Thank you for adding poetry to my morning.Leciawphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10387890066375679646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-38983334856727991112012-04-21T01:57:26.164-07:002012-04-21T01:57:26.164-07:00Much agreed, this is preached by the yogis of the ...Much agreed, this is preached by the yogis of the Indian tradition, the time to rise is 2-3 hours before the sun, known as "Brahm-murata", when spiritual vibrations are at the peak. Currently it's 5 AM so I think I'm on schedule...though I don't know if yogis would have approved of the nap I took till 12 AM which is the reason I'm still awake...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-33648238100654187902012-04-20T11:49:13.565-07:002012-04-20T11:49:13.565-07:00i love, love this description: First there were th...i love, love this description: First there were the camellias in the early morning light. They brought me to the borage. It emerged from the pavement and rested against an old dark wood fence dressed in pale green moss from another season.Katrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16890334926669879532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-86095702545483788522012-04-19T12:57:54.256-07:002012-04-19T12:57:54.256-07:00I do very much enjoy your observations of life... ...I do very much enjoy your observations of life... Interestingly I pictured the woman as an older woman - say in her 70s, but looking back over your words you've not mentioned her age. Perhaps it was her proud, determination, the confidence of her good morning that made me think this...? I wonder. I did like her immediately as she is a 'greeter' when out walking. And as for the poor chap with the frown, I do hope his day improved.Elsa Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13652787657325357638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-1990449540102327142012-04-19T10:55:25.953-07:002012-04-19T10:55:25.953-07:00Thank you, Alexandria. I've always enjoyed ob...Thank you, Alexandria. I've always enjoyed observing. You are quite the observer and I am happy you have chosen to follow this path.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-90745945225401174392012-04-19T09:31:55.738-07:002012-04-19T09:31:55.738-07:00Your descriptions are so splendid. Observing is p...Your descriptions are so splendid. Observing is powerful.alexandriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14503402007179961896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-12014495569213942792012-04-19T08:51:34.930-07:002012-04-19T08:51:34.930-07:00Greeting a bird on a post, love it. It was such a...Greeting a bird on a post, love it. It was such a sad fish frown. Poor guy...Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-27055799911025731612012-04-19T08:49:38.728-07:002012-04-19T08:49:38.728-07:00Oh, Stacy...thank you.Oh, Stacy...thank you.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-77763099460260085222012-04-18T11:50:34.842-07:002012-04-18T11:50:34.842-07:00The woman reminds me of a lovely little engraving ...The woman reminds me of a lovely little engraving I have of a woman greeting a bird on a post, titled in pencil at the bottom "Good Morning, Mrs. [something]." And I rather like the image of the man with his bass-like frown. I can so picture that! What fun, to observe this little study in contrasts on your walk.Sharon Parkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09093606285505207973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-59184919178449091992012-04-18T08:26:27.958-07:002012-04-18T08:26:27.958-07:00I love walking a mile in your shoes!I love walking a mile in your shoes!Stacy G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/14631291186172878135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-12253905146541647232012-04-17T15:37:38.138-07:002012-04-17T15:37:38.138-07:00Thanks, Rachael. I hope I'll be able to read ...Thanks, Rachael. I hope I'll be able to read what you discover and carry home.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-89442928791622582162012-04-17T15:36:06.830-07:002012-04-17T15:36:06.830-07:00Early morning is the most likely time to feel othe...Early morning is the most likely time to feel otherworldly, especially before sunrise.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-44523482295908413892012-04-17T15:35:06.482-07:002012-04-17T15:35:06.482-07:00I agree, Kate, borage does not roll off the tongue...I agree, Kate, borage does not roll off the tongue in a very enticing way. I too can only aspire. She was one of a kind.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-45584031562742230482012-04-17T15:33:35.352-07:002012-04-17T15:33:35.352-07:00What a lovely compliment. Thank you.What a lovely compliment. Thank you.Denise | Chez Danissehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418226690328176970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-46429649281256880032012-04-17T15:05:59.482-07:002012-04-17T15:05:59.482-07:00I love your description of the woman, Denise, and ...I love your description of the woman, Denise, and how this "ambassador of the morning" bequeathed to you her nod and bow. Your walk makes me want to take one of my own and see what I discover and what I might come home with.Rachael | The Slow-Cooked Sentencehttp://theslowcookedsentence.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-16718371661230291942012-04-17T13:02:45.121-07:002012-04-17T13:02:45.121-07:00Revelations found on early morning walks, they fee...Revelations found on early morning walks, they feel at times so otherworldly.cha senhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02661885162902335609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-71101802295177783042012-04-17T11:53:44.326-07:002012-04-17T11:53:44.326-07:00Borage is a word that belies its beauty..I love th...Borage is a word that belies its beauty..I love this transmission of goodness. As a believer in greeting passers-by I'm happy to read this, though I can only aspire to the posture and confidence of your magnificent woman.Katehttp://katelittlehouse.squarespace.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-86640680514508490882012-04-17T11:49:48.725-07:002012-04-17T11:49:48.725-07:00...in pale green moss from another season... I'......in pale green moss from another season... I've been smilingly repeating this in my head since i read it. joy.Minahttp://thesaltypear.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5232927064230838150.post-30373203096287352292012-04-17T09:57:56.475-07:002012-04-17T09:57:56.475-07:00Those early morning walks can be full of revelatio...Those early morning walks can be full of revelations -and almost otherworldly.cha senhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02661885162902335609noreply@blogger.com