tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post1142795541127973625..comments2024-03-23T12:38:46.260+00:00Comments on The History Girls: The Hungry Gap and the Sterkarms - Susan Price Mary Hoffmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06241989732624913706noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-32986849304150715432016-11-24T11:00:28.473+00:002016-11-24T11:00:28.473+00:00Can't wait for the Sterkarm Tryst!Can't wait for the Sterkarm Tryst!Leslie Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15105465949970430998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-38905460961956398692016-11-18T17:33:38.822+00:002016-11-18T17:33:38.822+00:00Thank you, Sue. So easy to forget the very real ef...Thank you, Sue. So easy to forget the very real effect of the growing seasons and to colour past landscapes with versions of our current plenty.Penny Dolanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16386668303428008498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-22385491059199183312016-11-18T16:24:45.598+00:002016-11-18T16:24:45.598+00:00Gosh, thank you, Becca! - I was out walking on the...Gosh, thank you, Becca! - I was out walking on the Clent Hills today. The wind was like a knife and yellow leaves whirled all round us. In little patches sheltered from the sun, the grass and leaves were outlined in frost. Yet it's already November and this is a mild winter. It always makes me think of how achingly long, dark and cold winters must have been in the past.Susan Pricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07738737493756183909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5502671101756463249.post-19791673590190386512016-11-18T02:06:13.378+00:002016-11-18T02:06:13.378+00:00God, I love the internet. I've grown up with y...God, I love the internet. I've grown up with your books, and here I can read you discussing your 'soon to be out' work. It's so easy to forget how lucky we are with our supermarkets and groceries flown from half-way across the world. Yet our ancestors would have perished in the same sort of winters that we relish as 'proper winters' after a wet and windy summer. That's why we need writers - to remind us of the human side of history. Becca McCallumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09339982441409936532noreply@blogger.com