tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-136076424817405793.post5127045042564183515..comments2013-02-18T12:51:52.774+11:00Comments on The Bright Shillings of March: O Daisy of all the world!Baxterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04700179800605651084noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-136076424817405793.post-27761940321969128262010-05-22T22:30:32.641+10:002010-05-22T22:30:32.641+10:00Thank you for the sympathy. I have missed the broo...Thank you for the sympathy. I have missed the brooch all week and a thousand times wished I'd worn another jacket on Sunday which would have necessitated a different brooch - possibly one with a stronger clasp. I just hope whoever finds it treasures and wears it well. And the daisy ... I'm wondering if its too soon to declre this an award winning blog?Baxterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04700179800605651084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-136076424817405793.post-82439774703214847692010-05-19T12:36:26.389+10:002010-05-19T12:36:26.389+10:00So sorry to hear about the brooch. It's awful...So sorry to hear about the brooch. It's awful to lose beloved objects so swiftly and completely in that way. I become more dejected and more self-flagellating than I would care to go into when this happens. And then I get even more upset for assigning such grand emotions to something so seemingly insignificant, or material. It's not a pretty cycle to observe. Usually it's just Dorky Medievalisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10315923833394951014noreply@blogger.com