tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4877881702352775713.post7884130409742632855..comments2023-04-21T11:11:25.591-06:00Comments on A Bordello Pianist: Doing a Simple Thing, Finding a Joy Too FineThomas Warkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11953195197253264621noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4877881702352775713.post-64707757160660441092010-08-03T07:08:47.606-06:002010-08-03T07:08:47.606-06:00Words can not express the deep connection one has ...Words can not express the deep connection one has with a lover, friend, parent, or animal. I think you could not have put it any better.Ryannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4877881702352775713.post-59466309885335325532010-07-30T17:14:19.957-06:002010-07-30T17:14:19.957-06:00Wow, this one resonates. I thought of Saxon yester...Wow, this one resonates. I thought of Saxon yesterday knowing recently his existence on this plane had grown precarious. I think it was while waiting for Sam, my editor, our greymation, to appear after day surgery to remove a mass that came up suddenly on his shoulder that I thought of your companion. <br /><br />Approaching but five years of age this fall and looking to Saxon as examp;le, we were hoping somethng like this was another 8-9 years away; Hopefully Sam's growth will turn out to be benign.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing the master's meditation. It means much more to me now than it would have a month ago, or even last week. <br /><br />Glad to hear you're still drinking from that Saxon goblet.dada2uhttp://dadadada2u.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com