tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610452021446448003.post9068328210256489677..comments2023-11-19T20:13:16.329-08:00Comments on amot qez: Dog StarColor of Cordobahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02308813857078722723noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610452021446448003.post-32384729953267255542011-01-28T13:25:37.068-08:002011-01-28T13:25:37.068-08:00When I hiked Aragats last February there was a pil...When I hiked Aragats last February there was a pile of dead dogs outside the village on the road to the mountain. I understood entirely why it had been done, but was disturbed nonetheless.Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06411955795111732592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610452021446448003.post-74418256409251370172011-01-26T13:17:13.248-08:002011-01-26T13:17:13.248-08:00I couldn't agree more. Whether it was drinking...I couldn't agree more. Whether it was drinking coffee in the morning staring at your "Doctors w/o Borders" map or sleeping in an arm chair, it still brings back some of the best memories I've had. Good luck with classes!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7610452021446448003.post-34545642107776872412011-01-16T15:04:37.578-08:002011-01-16T15:04:37.578-08:00Summer nights in your kitchen with the window full...Summer nights in your kitchen with the window fully open, listening to the night below and beyond. For some reason I just really like that image of a memory - and reading this post brings me there pretty quickly.circle me confusedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09777991871396357180noreply@blogger.com