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&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Shanee Barraclough &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.throwmetothesky.wordpress.com"&gt;Throw me to the sky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-1472001916344646421?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/rare-moment-of-stillness-you-flop-like.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-6048147600305000659</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-14T06:00:04.118Z</atom:updated><title /><description>The mildness of Spring; gentle rain, scents of crushed grass, slippery mud beneath my boots. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Freya Pickard&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://dragonscaleleggings.blogspot.com"&gt;Dragonscale Clippings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-6048147600305000659?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/mildness-of-spring-gentle-rain-scents.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-1333982659893778645</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-13T06:00:10.162Z</atom:updated><title /><description>One table companion&lt;br /&gt;
Fell-fed femina puts out&lt;br /&gt;
Her cigar in left over&lt;br /&gt;
Hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Alex Damov&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-1333982659893778645?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/one-table-companion-fell-fed-femina.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-2040354208152669582</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-12T06:00:07.586Z</atom:updated><title /><description>their laughter&lt;br /&gt;
a needle pricked&lt;br /&gt;
into a voodoo doll&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Virginie Colline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-2040354208152669582?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/their-laughter-needle-pricked-into.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-7560212961000398552</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-11T06:00:04.568Z</atom:updated><title>Bird Collides with Window</title><description>becoming a dark &lt;br /&gt;
hieroglyph&lt;br /&gt;
on the dimpled&lt;br /&gt;
blank page&lt;br /&gt;
of the snow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.andreablythe.com"&gt;Andrea Blythe &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-7560212961000398552?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/bird-collides-with-window.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-2539044316344370969</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-10T06:00:06.970Z</atom:updated><title /><description>New Year sunshine&lt;br /&gt;
a wisp of cloud&lt;br /&gt;
a dragon?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Gillena Fox&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://myblog-lunchbreak.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lunch Break&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-2539044316344370969?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/new-year-sunshine-wisp-of-cloud-dragon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-8118439984836627640</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-09T06:00:01.537Z</atom:updated><title /><description>snow, layers of pale pastel, gossamer folds of fabric flutterig in the wind as the older faceless woman hunched over on this muted of color dawn, first icy snow that sticks to where her brown scuffed tarnished lived-in boots trod.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://emmasorhard.wordpress.com"&gt;Emma's Orchard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-8118439984836627640?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/snow-layers-of-pale-pastel-gossamer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-5772487449249994330</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T06:00:09.598Z</atom:updated><title /><description>A crescent of spilt dark coffee on a white saucer, the crumbled edge of a digestive biscuit, and the clink of a tea-spoon meeting the edge of the cup.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kaspalita&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://anothersmallstone.blogspot.com/"&gt;another small stone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-5772487449249994330?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/crescent-of-spilt-dark-coffee-on-white.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-4817753537280362116</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 08:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-07T08:29:11.440Z</atom:updated><title /><description>The soil is dry. I empty the dregs of tea into the bathroom sink and fill the mug with water. I carry it into the office. I pour water into the pot, where it sinks down towards the roots. The plant drinks. What ordinary miracles.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Fiona Robyn&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://asmallstone.com/"&gt;a small stone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-4817753537280362116?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/soil-is-dry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-3491024370000639062</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-04T06:00:09.822Z</atom:updated><title>Funeral Wear (Neglected)</title><description>badly fitted suits and stale shirts&lt;br /&gt;
stained with nicotine smelling&lt;br /&gt;
faintly of moss&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://jamesalden.blogspot.com/"&gt;James Alden&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-3491024370000639062?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/funeral-wear-neglected.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-4228444433989102395</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-03T06:00:01.830Z</atom:updated><title /><description>panicked barks&lt;br /&gt;
inside a locked car&lt;br /&gt;
the tow truck operator&lt;br /&gt;
bites her lip &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lucas Stensland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-4228444433989102395?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/panicked-barks-inside-locked-car-tow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-1850271323918607777</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-02T06:00:01.071Z</atom:updated><title /><description>Chive blades stretch upwards,&lt;br /&gt;
a golden-winged butterfly&lt;br /&gt;
smells their spicy scents&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Claudia Messelodi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-1850271323918607777?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/02/chive-blades-stretch-upwards-golden.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-684454165461158004</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 09:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-31T09:44:46.237Z</atom:updated><title>write a small stone today (&amp; hurrays &amp; thankyous)</title><description>in honour of this year's &lt;a href="http://www.writingourwayhome.com/p/river-jan-12.html"&gt;River of Stones&lt;/a&gt;, rather than reading &lt;i&gt;a small stone&lt;/i&gt; today I'd like you to write one and post it &lt;a href="http://www.writingourwayhome.com/2012/01/river-of-stones-post-your-31st-jan.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. here's our&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.writingourwayhome.com/2012/01/hurrays-and-thankyous-end-of-river-or.html"&gt;Hurrays &amp;amp; Thankyous&lt;/a&gt; post with links to all our marvellous guest bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
while I'm at it, a huge thank you to all the contributors and readers of a handful of stones over the years. you rock. (hee hee)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
_/\_ (deep bow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-684454165461158004?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/write-small-stone-today-hurrays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-6757917578771701517</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-30T06:00:07.652Z</atom:updated><title /><description>tea&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;    from a broken bag&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;  &amp;nbsp;     floating on top &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Robert Quiggle III&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-6757917578771701517?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/tea-from-broken-bag-floating-on-top.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-1203863951189469319</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-29T06:00:03.248Z</atom:updated><title /><description>snow storm—
the pregnant bear
remains calm

*

P K Padhy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-1203863951189469319?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/snow-stormthe-pregnant-bearremains.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-1274621296469362153</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-28T06:00:00.165Z</atom:updated><title /><description>mahjong&lt;br /&gt;
cloudburst on a tin roof&lt;br /&gt;
then&lt;br /&gt;
fitful&lt;br /&gt;
drips&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
James Newton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-1274621296469362153?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/mahjong-cloudburst-on-tin-roof-then.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-4733789976987823314</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-27T06:00:05.017Z</atom:updated><title>Mudlark</title><description>The shore crumbles.&lt;br /&gt;
Beer caps spring up&lt;br /&gt;
like geysers. A thousand &lt;br /&gt;
metal detectors chirp.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Christian Ward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-4733789976987823314?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/mudlark.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-6889370201116296339</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-26T06:00:07.903Z</atom:updated><title /><description>a mesh sack&lt;br /&gt;
  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp   of garlic, one bulb broken&lt;br /&gt;
 &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp  &amp;nbsp         where it's open &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Robert Quiggle III&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-6889370201116296339?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/mesh-sack-of-garlic-one-bulb-broken.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-6312313507006016810</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T06:00:01.153Z</atom:updated><title /><description>Birds &lt;br /&gt;
sing in circles &lt;br /&gt;
as the light dances &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kylie Dinning&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://pausingforsmallstones.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pausing to pick up small stones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-6312313507006016810?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/birds-sing-in-circles-as-light-dances.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-3826848036975985437</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-24T06:00:02.777Z</atom:updated><title>break out</title><description>She glares at the bathroom tiles,&lt;br /&gt;
all identical, like her days.&lt;br /&gt;
She runs out,&lt;br /&gt;
pees in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/debbisland"&gt;Debbi Antebi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-3826848036975985437?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/break-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-4756062668591980937</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-23T06:00:06.480Z</atom:updated><title /><description>“Crazy Daisies” – in hues of tangerine, saffron, carnelian and palest jade; a grocery-store bouquet of flowers aptly named she has to agree,  given her state of mind from time to time, graces their kitchen table this week.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
S. E. Ingraham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-4756062668591980937?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/crazy-daisies-in-hues-of-tangerine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-5603316712446035962</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-22T06:00:05.317Z</atom:updated><title /><description>vacuum bar rail&lt;br /&gt;
all words-sucked smoke rings into the light above&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Steve Myers&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://brokenbats.wordpress.com/"&gt;Broken Bats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-5603316712446035962?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/vacuum-bar-rail-all-words-sucked-smoke.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-4162963958811487296</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-21T06:00:04.931Z</atom:updated><title>reading to my children</title><description>my voice catches and tears escape&lt;br /&gt;
"mom stop!" they plead&lt;br /&gt;
and i remember&lt;br /&gt;
the terror of my mother's tears &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.larasimmons.net/"&gt;lara simmon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-4162963958811487296?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/reading-to-my-children.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-7410985638688607855</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-20T06:00:04.983Z</atom:updated><title /><description>making a desperate bid&lt;br /&gt;
for freedom via a leaky faucet&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
tap water.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Molly Guy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-7410985638688607855?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/making-desperate-bid-for-freedom-via.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1914084420186989732.post-8811458437908729178</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 06:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-19T06:00:05.815Z</atom:updated><title>Nightmares hiccup explanations</title><description>of what you're doing here,&lt;br /&gt;
and why don't you leave?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lee Sittler&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1914084420186989732-8811458437908729178?l=www.ahandfulofstones.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.ahandfulofstones.com/2012/01/nightmares-hiccup-explanations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Fiona Robyn)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

