<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/RASSE"><title>My Letters - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/</link><description>I love to write letters.  Yes, snail mail letters.  And notes.  Sometimes I send them to those I am writing to and sometimes I don't.  I got to thinking....what a safe place this is to keep all of the letters which are close to my heart.  Whether I send them out or not.  
  Often, if I am overcome with the desire to write a letter, but have no one specific to write to, I address them to my old friend, "Beaver".  It is to Beaver that I write most of these letters.</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/633792" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/630882" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/630746" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/633792"><title>I Am Sorry</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/633792</link><description>Dearest Beaver, I cannot find my journals. I have looked everywhere and they seem to have just disappeared. All of these years of moving from home to home, packing and repacking, organizing and decluttering. They seem to have gotten lost in the shuffle. I won't give up that easily though. They...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/630882"><title>Israel 1983</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/630882</link><description>Dearest Beaver, Oh how I should try to find the journal I kept while we were in Israel back in 1983 with the rest of the team! Where I first met you. I haven't read through it in ages, and I know it will bring back so many memories. I remember building those walls, brick by brick, singing songs...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/630746"><title>Dear Beaver--"The Present"</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE/630746</link><description>Dearest Beaver, Today it is very rainy. Gloomy, but comforting. I lit the first candle of the season and it brought me much warmth and joy. And thoughts of you. Funny how the little things in life will do that. I wonder why we don't appreciate those little things just a little bit more. I am...</description></item></rdf:RDF>