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		<title>By: elaine</title>
		<link>https://www.lialeendertz.com/2012/09/06/dandelion-wine/#comment-172</link>
		<dc:creator>elaine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2012 07:19:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a wonderful passage, so evocative of summer.  I have never heard of anyone making dandelion wine, I imagine it turns out sort of whisky flavoured.  Just going off to see if I can find a copy of the book, sounds right up my street.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a wonderful passage, so evocative of summer.  I have never heard of anyone making dandelion wine, I imagine it turns out sort of whisky flavoured.  Just going off to see if I can find a copy of the book, sounds right up my street.</p>
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		<title>By: Arthur L. Matthews</title>
		<link>https://www.lialeendertz.com/2012/09/06/dandelion-wine/#comment-154</link>
		<dc:creator>Arthur L. Matthews</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2012 15:53:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My father and mother read that book (Dandelion Wine) and actually began making dandelion wine in the 1970&#039;s, &quot;Doc&#039;s Private Stock.&quot;  I was just entering my teen years at the time.  I spent many a summer picking bucket after bucket of dandelion heads from every neighbor&#039;s yard my dad could wrangle.  It was not a job to be rushed, but one to languish in.  Lying about on the grass, contemplating life, dissecting the buds, discovering an occasional reptilian or amphibian surprise hidden in the surrounding grass.  Becoming a young aficiando, I sometimes used the excuse that the best heads wouldn&#039;t ripen unless I allowed the grass to grow just a bit longer before mowing the yard.  I suffered at my own hand then as I would have to painstakenly reap the little yellow buttons on my hands and knees and then cut grass that was over 8 inches tall.

After the juices were bottled and aged, I often slunk off to the basement when the cat&#039;s were away to taste the fruits of my efforts being careful to squirrel away the bottle lest my indulgence be detected.  I never knew it at the time but I was &quot;caught&quot; several times, but the cats let the mouse play knowing I wouldn&#039;t get into too much trouble at home without a driver&#039;s license and miles from any temptations.  

My mother and father have both passed now.  Dad died just this summer on September 6th.  He was 85.  He loved making wine and the attention he got for making dandelion wine.  My memory of the flavor has been lost to a million sensory experiences since, but I imagine it is a buttery, warm and citrus-like flavor.  

Miss you, mom and dad.  Thank you for the wonderful memories.  I apologize that I did not appreciate you more at the time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My father and mother read that book (Dandelion Wine) and actually began making dandelion wine in the 1970&#8242;s, &#8220;Doc&#8217;s Private Stock.&#8221;  I was just entering my teen years at the time.  I spent many a summer picking bucket after bucket of dandelion heads from every neighbor&#8217;s yard my dad could wrangle.  It was not a job to be rushed, but one to languish in.  Lying about on the grass, contemplating life, dissecting the buds, discovering an occasional reptilian or amphibian surprise hidden in the surrounding grass.  Becoming a young aficiando, I sometimes used the excuse that the best heads wouldn&#8217;t ripen unless I allowed the grass to grow just a bit longer before mowing the yard.  I suffered at my own hand then as I would have to painstakenly reap the little yellow buttons on my hands and knees and then cut grass that was over 8 inches tall.</p>
<p>After the juices were bottled and aged, I often slunk off to the basement when the cat&#8217;s were away to taste the fruits of my efforts being careful to squirrel away the bottle lest my indulgence be detected.  I never knew it at the time but I was &#8220;caught&#8221; several times, but the cats let the mouse play knowing I wouldn&#8217;t get into too much trouble at home without a driver&#8217;s license and miles from any temptations.  </p>
<p>My mother and father have both passed now.  Dad died just this summer on September 6th.  He was 85.  He loved making wine and the attention he got for making dandelion wine.  My memory of the flavor has been lost to a million sensory experiences since, but I imagine it is a buttery, warm and citrus-like flavor.  </p>
<p>Miss you, mom and dad.  Thank you for the wonderful memories.  I apologize that I did not appreciate you more at the time.</p>
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		<title>By: lialeendertz</title>
		<link>https://www.lialeendertz.com/2012/09/06/dandelion-wine/#comment-153</link>
		<dc:creator>lialeendertz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2012 13:54:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It does! Do read! There are pages and pages I would have liked to copy out, and really struggled to restrict myself to that not-exactly-brief passage above. Highly recommended if magical evocations are your thing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It does! Do read! There are pages and pages I would have liked to copy out, and really struggled to restrict myself to that not-exactly-brief passage above. Highly recommended if magical evocations are your thing.</p>
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		<title>By: lialeendertz</title>
		<link>https://www.lialeendertz.com/2012/09/06/dandelion-wine/#comment-152</link>
		<dc:creator>lialeendertz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2012 13:52:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nicey lowered, that tone. In fact we did once make dandelion wine, inspired by that passage. It tasted not unlike the liquid you&#039;re discussing (i imagine, i havent actually tried). Some things are best left as fiction.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nicey lowered, that tone. In fact we did once make dandelion wine, inspired by that passage. It tasted not unlike the liquid you&#8217;re discussing (i imagine, i havent actually tried). Some things are best left as fiction.</p>
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		<title>By: Simon S</title>
		<link>https://www.lialeendertz.com/2012/09/06/dandelion-wine/#comment-151</link>
		<dc:creator>Simon S</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2012 08:47:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Aah yes the old Piss-en-lit. As kids the merest sight of the milky sap from dandelion stalks was enough to cause sleepless nights for fear it would be responsible for nocturnal micturation. Those were the days *sighs wistfully*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aah yes the old Piss-en-lit. As kids the merest sight of the milky sap from dandelion stalks was enough to cause sleepless nights for fear it would be responsible for nocturnal micturation. Those were the days *sighs wistfully*</p>
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		<title>By: JaneR</title>
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		<dc:creator>JaneR</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2012 05:50:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is just perfect. I&#039;ve never read Ray Bradbury and now I&#039;m torn between thinking I must and worrying that the rest won&#039;t match up to that magical evocation.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is just perfect. I&#8217;ve never read Ray Bradbury and now I&#8217;m torn between thinking I must and worrying that the rest won&#8217;t match up to that magical evocation.</p>
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		<title>By: MarkD</title>
		<link>https://www.lialeendertz.com/2012/09/06/dandelion-wine/#comment-149</link>
		<dc:creator>MarkD</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2012 21:29:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lovely. Some writers dont have to try do they. Although Im sure i remember as a kid being told  something about dandelions making you wee yourself *spoils mood*</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lovely. Some writers dont have to try do they. Although Im sure i remember as a kid being told  something about dandelions making you wee yourself *spoils mood*</p>
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		<title>By: lialeendertz</title>
		<link>https://www.lialeendertz.com/2012/09/06/dandelion-wine/#comment-148</link>
		<dc:creator>lialeendertz</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2012 20:58:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Was probably you that got me reading it... Not sure I read any others, or if I did, they didnt have the same impact on me somehow x</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Was probably you that got me reading it&#8230; Not sure I read any others, or if I did, they didnt have the same impact on me somehow x</p>
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		<title>By: Lyssa Randolph</title>
		<link>https://www.lialeendertz.com/2012/09/06/dandelion-wine/#comment-147</link>
		<dc:creator>Lyssa Randolph</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2012 20:11:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>aawww you know I love that book... and I sing the body electric, and fahrenheit 451, and so on.... 

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Lyssa  Date: Thu, 6 Sep 2012 16:01:52 +0000 To: lyssarandolph@hotmail.com</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>aawww you know I love that book&#8230; and I sing the body electric, and fahrenheit 451, and so on&#8230;. </p>
<p>&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;..  </p>
<p>Lyssa  Date: Thu, 6 Sep 2012 16:01:52 +0000 To: <a href="mailto:lyssarandolph@hotmail.com">lyssarandolph@hotmail.com</a></p>
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