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Paddymelons are real. They are very cute marsupials. Paddymelon Close exists in the land of Miranda Sweet's adventures - which at times can be a lot like home.
posted by
MsVision
on September 21, 2005 at 12:29 AM
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paddymelon close is a great name for an address. Is it real?
posted by
Azur
on September 21, 2005 at 12:20 AM
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I hope Libby's not pregnant!
*grin* Bad-Joe! Bad-Joe!
Just teasing, MsVision!! Enjoying the walk up the mountain. Will join the gang for the next edition!
posted by
Joe_Love
on September 17, 2005 at 7:56 PM
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MsVision.......This is a great, winding story....
Just like the long hike this band of merry travelers are on. I'm not sure where you're taking the reader, but I, for one, am enjoying the walk.
posted by
MedusaNextDoor
on September 16, 2005 at 1:16 PM
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Great story!
posted by
Aria4
on September 15, 2005 at 1:34 PM
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can't wait for the next installment
posted by
Bel_
on September 15, 2005 at 11:05 AM
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Ahem--these guys sound like they have no business being in the woods, if you know what I mean.
Nicely told story though!!
posted by
Julia.
on September 15, 2005 at 8:41 AM
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This was very good
hope to read more.
posted by
Dee2206
on September 15, 2005 at 7:25 AM
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Wow.
How come I haven't found this before? What a maroon I am!
This is good stuff!
posted by
strat
on September 15, 2005 at 5:50 AM
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Your writing usually jumps along at lightning speed, but the last few posts seem to have slowed down a bit, dwelling a little on the surroundings or characters' reactions to each other. I like that.
posted by
SilverMoon7
on September 14, 2005 at 1:45 PM
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Your post brings back memories
of the group outings I used to take as a young adult. I was usually the one to be found, bottom down, legs up, having lost my balanced and slipped between two rocks.
posted by
word.smith
on September 14, 2005 at 10:41 AM
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MsVision, tussocks of button grass and trails through the bog is the sort of place I'm heading as soon as I get things under control here. I have my walking stick ready. Its one my Dad carved for himself years ago and always used in his walks. Its tipped in non-skid rubber and just right for an older lady out in nature.
posted by
TAPS.
on September 14, 2005 at 10:23 AM
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Tussocks of grass! well, that's a new word I'm learning in English
I'm not a great one with fiction, but I occasionally follow up Miranda sweet's adventures
posted by
Straightforward
on September 14, 2005 at 7:29 AM
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