<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045</id><updated>2012-01-04T15:02:51.570+01:00</updated><category term='About Amy'/><category term='Elwyn'/><category term='The qarden'/><category term='Amy and Aurora'/><title type='text'>AmyBellowsGarden</title><subtitle type='html'>Amy Bellows is an upper elementary school teacher who lives with her husband, Mr. Bellows (Elwyn) , in a lovely lakeside village, Starwort Glen, in England.  She is an extremely practical, no muss-no fuss character. She loves Elwyn, her garden and obedient children.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-3137001488355479633</id><published>2007-09-25T22:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:56:18.407+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The qarden'/><title type='text'>The vegetables</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/RvmAOOZwdmI/AAAAAAAAARk/FgLMjofWtL0/s1600-h/Ellwyn"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114259833728562786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/RvmAOOZwdmI/AAAAAAAAARk/FgLMjofWtL0/s320/Ellwyn%27svegies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy was so proud of her garden this year! Well, actually Elwyn's vegetable garden. Here is a picture of some of the harvest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-3137001488355479633?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/3137001488355479633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=3137001488355479633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/3137001488355479633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/3137001488355479633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/09/vegetables.html' title='The vegetables'/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/RvmAOOZwdmI/AAAAAAAAARk/FgLMjofWtL0/s72-c/Ellwyn%27svegies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-7914717623889469750</id><published>2007-09-25T22:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:55:44.304+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elwyn'/><title type='text'>If Elwyn were a gnome....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rvo6NuZwdnI/AAAAAAAAARs/8NPM59ICLkk/s1600-h/Mr+Bellows+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114464334301394546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rvo6NuZwdnI/AAAAAAAAARs/8NPM59ICLkk/s320/Mr+Bellows+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rvl5t-ZwdlI/AAAAAAAAARc/vyfsPsxzSCA/s1600-h/Mr+Bellows+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-7914717623889469750?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/7914717623889469750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=7914717623889469750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/7914717623889469750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/7914717623889469750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-ellwyn-were-gnome.html' title='If Elwyn were a gnome....'/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rvo6NuZwdnI/AAAAAAAAARs/8NPM59ICLkk/s72-c/Mr+Bellows+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-7533366191734447536</id><published>2007-02-10T20:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:56:57.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Solace for Amy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rc5UZFRNIQI/AAAAAAAAACM/IuhMcpPhN7Y/s1600-h/teacup+images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030050623707226370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rc5UZFRNIQI/AAAAAAAAACM/IuhMcpPhN7Y/s200/teacup+images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lovely cup of tea. That was just what Amy needed. If only that song wasn't swirling around her head! After the tea, she would be calm enough to write to Mrs Smith and Mrs Solcomb about Syble and Martin's latest escapade! How could she ever break through to those two?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-7533366191734447536?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/7533366191734447536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=7533366191734447536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/7533366191734447536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/7533366191734447536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/solace-for-amy.html' title='Solace for Amy'/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rc5UZFRNIQI/AAAAAAAAACM/IuhMcpPhN7Y/s72-c/teacup+images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-3453616505657528530</id><published>2007-02-10T10:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:49:24.347+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The qarden'/><title type='text'>An English Country Garden, Amy's favorite poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is a dull, gray day and Elwyn and Amy are pouring over seed catalogs and looking forward to the spring.  Elwyn is asking what Amy would like to have new in the garden this year and Amy begins to recite her favorite poem..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How many gentle flowers grow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In an English country garden? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll tell you now of some I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And those I'll miss I hope you'll pardon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daffodils, heart's ease and flox&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meadowsweet and lilly stalks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gentain, lupine and tall hollihocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Roses, foxgloves, snowdrops, forget-me-nots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In an English country garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How many insects find their home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In an English country garden?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll tell you now of some I know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those I miss I hope you'll pardon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dragonflies, moths and bees &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Spiders falling from the trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Butterflies sway in the mild gentle breeze &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are hedgehogs that roam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And little gnomes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In an English country garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How many songbirds make their nests&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In an English country garden?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll tell you now of some I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those I miss I hope you'll pardon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bobolink, coo cooing doves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Robins and the whirlwind thrush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bluebird, lark, pigeon, nightingale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We all smile in the spring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When the birds all start to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In an English country garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-3453616505657528530?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/3453616505657528530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=3453616505657528530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/3453616505657528530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/3453616505657528530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/english-country-garden-amys-favorite.html' title='An English Country Garden, Amy&apos;s favorite poem'/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-2854623899581100447</id><published>2007-02-09T23:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T00:29:00.907+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy and Aurora'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rcz5QVRNIPI/AAAAAAAAACA/VfErfh9sZ8A/s1600-h/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029668942848532722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rcz5QVRNIPI/AAAAAAAAACA/VfErfh9sZ8A/s200/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Mr. Bellows", Amy said – "come right here and look at this! That Aurora person is out in the back garden cavorting, twirling and dancing as if she could hear some kind of music. Come here and make her stop that. Someone might see her, we can see her, anyone could see her out there in that full moon.” Amy was clearly distressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hush, love, said Mr Bellows, as he pulled her close.. .. he sighed wistfully, remembering his Amy before she wore orthopedic shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-2854623899581100447?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/2854623899581100447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=2854623899581100447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/2854623899581100447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/2854623899581100447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/Rcz5QVRNIPI/AAAAAAAAACA/VfErfh9sZ8A/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-128122119312063479</id><published>2007-02-07T21:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:33:23.792+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy's Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-128122119312063479?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/128122119312063479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=128122119312063479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/128122119312063479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/128122119312063479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/at-night-as-amy-bellows-lay-sleeping_07.html' title='Amy&apos;s Garden'/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-1320689925427286819</id><published>2007-02-07T21:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:57:51.828+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The qarden'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At night as Amy Bellows lay sleeping her dreams carry her back into her garden, but it is different then. The plants, the animals, and the garden gnome all come alive to play out the drama contained within Amy Bellows’ constrained soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-1320689925427286819?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/1320689925427286819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=1320689925427286819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/1320689925427286819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/1320689925427286819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/at-night-as-amy-bellows-lay-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-1553145728298963457</id><published>2007-02-05T22:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:59:38.128+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elwyn'/><title type='text'>Elwyn and the Garden</title><content type='html'>Mr. Bellows is the strength of her life. He is a bit of a plodder, but he knows Amy well, and loves her devotedly. He is so patient with her, and all of this is not lost on Amy. Elwyn owns and runs the local garden center, The Garden Gnome. When he is at home he loves puttering around the garden, and often surprises Amy with a bouquet of fresh flowers on her night stand or in the classroom—just when she needs it, it seems. The little home garden that Mr. Bellows has so lovingly planted and cultivated has become a place of sanctuary for Amy. In this garden Amy whispers the things that are in her heart that she could never bring herself to say out loud in the outside world. She has even named her favorite garden gnome with the friendliest face Elwyn, and she tells him what she only wishes that she could say to him face to face. Even there in her sanctuary there are those interlopers who seem bent on making a mess of the perfect rows and hedges by their digging, gnawing, and even sometimes eating her favorite vines and blossoms. Mice, moles, the occasional fox, and the pesky rabbit who has become her garden nemesis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-1553145728298963457?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/1553145728298963457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=1553145728298963457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/1553145728298963457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/1553145728298963457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/ellwin-and-garden.html' title='Elwyn and the Garden'/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-4220182095319321463</id><published>2007-02-05T22:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:00:19.471+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Amy'/><title type='text'>About Amy #2</title><content type='html'>More than anything Amy just wants things to be right and respectable. Her house and garden are a tribute to that desire—not a thing out of place. She just wishes that she could bring in the rest of her surroundings up to the proper level of respectability, but, alas, people are not so easy to bring into conformity as are things. Certain of her students, Martin and Syble especially, tend to be a challenge, but she patiently tries to mold them into the responsible, respectable citizens that she knows they can be. She has written volumes of letters to their mothers full of both encouragement and suggestions for improvement, but she is not sure that they are as committed to their character development as she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More frustrating than her students is her neighbor, Aurora Moon. Aurora is a bit of a Bohemian free spirit, and her utter lack of proper self-restraint in her public displays of joy and zest for life tend to be a thorn in Amy’s side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2929268570732275045-4220182095319321463?l=amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/feeds/4220182095319321463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2929268570732275045&amp;postID=4220182095319321463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/4220182095319321463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2929268570732275045/posts/default/4220182095319321463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amybellowsgarden.blogspot.com/2007/02/about-amy-2.html' title='About Amy #2'/><author><name>Mary Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155943070823506309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6Ipok1ZDF8k/TKX_ToqPx3I/AAAAAAAADyM/a26IvdYqV2Y/S220/Bitt7CIMG1154.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2929268570732275045.post-7428598878584336713</id><published>2007-02-05T22:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T12:00:52.717+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Amy'/><title type='text'>About Amy Bellows #1</title><content type='html'>Mrs Bellows is an elementary school teacher. She is a serious type. This is evident especially in her outward appearance. She wears only the most subdued styles and colors, and tightly pulled back hairstyles and hairnets. She always wears orthopedic shoes for all those hours standing at the blackboard, and she has just recently stopped wearing girdles, because they have just gotten so hard to find, though she still wears very serious tummy control tights. She has developed the habit of continuously wearing her reading half-glasses as she has often studied late into the night preparing for classes and then those papers, always those papers to correct. The glasses are secured around her neck by the silver-beaded chain that was worn so many years by her grandmother and childhood mentor, Nana Rose. Amy often sits and fingers the delicate beads and still faintly hears the words of dear Nana Rose, who tried so hard to give her wings. 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