tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239149703919372873.post7007951397585439712..comments2023-11-02T10:52:49.655+00:00Comments on magnusmog: Mog Manifesto Part 1magnusmoghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03847120014074323074noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239149703919372873.post-37041432778556735262007-04-29T13:56:00.000+00:002007-04-29T13:56:00.000+00:00Ha! I am a peeker too! :) I think that is why blo...Ha! I am a peeker too! :) I think that is why blogging is so much fun! We get a small glimpse at some everyday people and the way they live!a friend to knit withhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17542324778581589386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239149703919372873.post-38385289901236235662007-04-28T22:50:00.000+00:002007-04-28T22:50:00.000+00:00I'm another one who peeks - but I find myself look...I'm another one who peeks - but I find myself looking less at the people, and more at the decor. Our former neighbor had lovely art on his walls. I loved being able to enjoy it from afar as I walked by. He has now moved and taken his lovely art with him. Sigh.Orinda5https://www.blogger.com/profile/05454027465278511289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239149703919372873.post-92000797623822364972007-04-28T10:00:00.000+00:002007-04-28T10:00:00.000+00:00Hi Jeni,Just came over for a peek after you left a...Hi Jeni,<BR/><BR/>Just came over for a peek after you left acomment on my blog.<BR/><BR/>I laughed because I'm just the same I love peeking in at people's windows. When I lived in London my sister and I walked a lot in the evenings and saw lots of lovely rooms and interiors. <BR/><BR/>It always makes me think how there's someone living their life unknown to me and I get a quick glimpse of it and then it's gone again.<BR/><BR/>They sell nice jute that company in Forfar.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4239149703919372873.post-36302636240672879792007-04-27T02:17:00.000+00:002007-04-27T02:17:00.000+00:00I do the same thing: when I'm out in the evening,...I do the same thing: when I'm out in the evening, when it's easy to see into windows from the road, I look. Done it since I was a kid. There's something comforting about seeing families eating dinner or watching TV, and I could never figure out what it is, exactly, but I still look.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com