tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221519707779430128.post7902395088447459413..comments2024-03-16T04:18:10.642-05:00Comments on One Witch's Story: Childhood memoriesSydniihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13248805590062238339noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221519707779430128.post-81479062671109367992010-08-29T09:38:01.694-05:002010-08-29T09:38:01.694-05:00When I was a kid, we would throw the walnuts in th...When I was a kid, we would throw the walnuts in the drive way. After weeks of driving back and forth over them with the car, they were de-hulled. When I am near fresh walnuts on the ground and smell that aroma, that is what I remember. Also remember how I hated messing with them. X.Bogamanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04492009369027371826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221519707779430128.post-33054057047167843532010-08-27T08:38:18.549-05:002010-08-27T08:38:18.549-05:00it is odd sometimes how the past creeps in on us.....it is odd sometimes how the past creeps in on us... often times memories start to return when we feel more secure, more at peace with ourselves... I have had many similar experiences... I quit trying to make the come back, and just welcome them when they do... enjoy your weekend.. blessingsMother Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04766732525579692530noreply@blogger.com