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Thursday, April 30, 2009
It seems to have been a day of extremes today. Periods of sunshine stitched together with heavy bursts of thunderous rain from the blackest clouds. I watched the rain falling at work this afternoon and I haven’t seen such a fury in the elements for the longest time. Water drops bounced and ricocheted off the floor like liquid bullets fired from a celestial gun lying black and malign, smoking overhead. Then clouds open again and sun shines forth and a wonder of seven coloured bows lies across the horizon to enhance the extremity of the day. Then just as abruptly the clouds thicken and standing shoulder to shoulder sling bolts of lightning sung on the roar of thunder. The wind sweeps fast and furious across the land emanating from the northwestern reaches of the watery sea and its breath reaches into all the humid and heat-closed alleys and blows away summer for a brief time. Trees become huge ships afloat in a reckless sea, their huge green sails billowing into the freshening wind. It is truly a day of the valkyries and I hear their calls as they fly through the sky toward the deep crimson dusk.
Titanesque in her demeanour
Queenly in her deliberations
And confident as a pride of lions
Stands the yellow banded sentinel
To bar my way into her realm
Sporting inbuilt, eager defiance
In the face of washless grey skies
She cannot win, but she would try
And I for my part; for just today
Shall leave her house intact
Till the weather turns fine again
Queenly in her deliberations
And confident as a pride of lions
Stands the yellow banded sentinel
To bar my way into her realm
Sporting inbuilt, eager defiance
In the face of washless grey skies
She cannot win, but she would try
And I for my part; for just today
Shall leave her house intact
Till the weather turns fine again
Monday, April 27, 2009
For we are all carrying the presence of a hidden greatness and it warms me like the spring sun, feeding my soul as spring rain falling on the budding forests. When the world sets me to rest it shall take my chains and place them in your hands; within your care and I shall never be enslaved again for you will set me free and at the same time make of my eternity the sweetest prison. I shall inhabit the greenest cell with only joyous bars of dappled sunshine and laughter spending days sat on grassy banks watching butterflies and swallows swoop and dive and always we shall be right there with them flying on the wings of our love for the world. For love is strong and true and if ever yours should falter ever would mine be strong enough to hold you high in the sky alongside me.
Monday 27th April
Soft is discarded the warming rays of April
Into heady showers of waterous raging rain
The heavens open and I awake to moisture.
Pervading every part of the panorama through,
A filigree of open boughs onto the parched,
Earthen cracks that lie below like a wound.
This fluid gift weeps murderously into holes
To wreak ruin on kingdoms that have endured
So it seems an eternity, but as their brood fails
On waxen or paper beds the populace weeps
For the heart of the spring has been broken
Well I knew the current spell of weather couldn’t last and today the heavens opened for most of the morning and afternoon bringing much needed rain. The rain has given way to bring a brighter demeanour to the day and it reminds us of the need always for balance in everything. What good would be endless sunny days without growth?
Had a relatively busy weekend but mostly in the garden finishing some paths and other general jobs. Not been a weekend for exploring any nice places and so no pictures to show. Don’t know if this is a good sign but we have been a little bit busier at work. Funny how more work to do lifts everyone’s spirits? Devil and idle hands and all that I guess.
Soft is discarded the warming rays of April
Into heady showers of waterous raging rain
The heavens open and I awake to moisture.
Pervading every part of the panorama through,
A filigree of open boughs onto the parched,
Earthen cracks that lie below like a wound.
This fluid gift weeps murderously into holes
To wreak ruin on kingdoms that have endured
So it seems an eternity, but as their brood fails
On waxen or paper beds the populace weeps
For the heart of the spring has been broken
Well I knew the current spell of weather couldn’t last and today the heavens opened for most of the morning and afternoon bringing much needed rain. The rain has given way to bring a brighter demeanour to the day and it reminds us of the need always for balance in everything. What good would be endless sunny days without growth?
Had a relatively busy weekend but mostly in the garden finishing some paths and other general jobs. Not been a weekend for exploring any nice places and so no pictures to show. Don’t know if this is a good sign but we have been a little bit busier at work. Funny how more work to do lifts everyone’s spirits? Devil and idle hands and all that I guess.
Well April is zooming away nicely, as we are almost over it. It has been quite sunny for the last week with unseasonably high temperatures and pretty much wall-to-wall sunshine. Days of perfectly blue sky with small fluffed clouds and sunsets of delicate peach hues that framed the hills and trees so perfectly. I also got my first midge bites the other night so I know it must be warm. How wonderful though to start the year with a spell of good weather. Even if we know it may not last.
The spring days are here and the world calls us together and fires our souls to see its beauty and the joy of all the possibilities. For time is on our side and how wonderful it shall be to move through the spring and summer as one. To be a part of every birdsong filled dawn and dusky evening. To see bats that shall ever fly so quietly under the trees. To meet minds and close the circle by the light of the night moon where we shall make our wishes come true.
The spring days are here and the world calls us together and fires our souls to see its beauty and the joy of all the possibilities. For time is on our side and how wonderful it shall be to move through the spring and summer as one. To be a part of every birdsong filled dawn and dusky evening. To see bats that shall ever fly so quietly under the trees. To meet minds and close the circle by the light of the night moon where we shall make our wishes come true.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Someone sent this by email and it makes you think so be careful..
Subject: Notice on car (not a joke)
Just last weekend on Friday night we parked in a public parking area. As we drove away I noticed a sticker on the rear window of the car. When I took it off after I got home, it was a receipt for petrol. Luckily my friend told me not to stop as it could be someone waiting for me to get out of the car. Then we received this email yesterday:
'WARNING FROM POLICE - BEWARE OF PAPER ON THE BACK WINDOW OF YOUR VEHICLE--NEW WAY TO DO CAR JACKINGS (NOT A JOKE)'
.... You walk across the car parking, unlock your car and get inside. You start the engine and shift into reverse. When you look into the rear-view mirror to back out of your parking space, you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of the rear window. So, you shift into neutral, unlock your doors, and jump out of your car to remove that paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your view. When you reach the back of your car that is when the carjackers appear out of nowhere, jump into your car and take off. They practically mow you down as they speed off in your car. And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car. So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your money, and your keys. Your home and your whole identity are now compromised!
BEWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS NOW BEING USED.
If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, just drive away. Remove the paper later and be thankful that you read this e-mail. I hope you will forward this to friends and family, especially to women. A purse contains all kinds of personal information and identification documents, and you certainly do NOT want this to fall into the wrong hands.
Please pass this on.
Subject: Notice on car (not a joke)
Just last weekend on Friday night we parked in a public parking area. As we drove away I noticed a sticker on the rear window of the car. When I took it off after I got home, it was a receipt for petrol. Luckily my friend told me not to stop as it could be someone waiting for me to get out of the car. Then we received this email yesterday:
'WARNING FROM POLICE - BEWARE OF PAPER ON THE BACK WINDOW OF YOUR VEHICLE--NEW WAY TO DO CAR JACKINGS (NOT A JOKE)'
.... You walk across the car parking, unlock your car and get inside. You start the engine and shift into reverse. When you look into the rear-view mirror to back out of your parking space, you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of the rear window. So, you shift into neutral, unlock your doors, and jump out of your car to remove that paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your view. When you reach the back of your car that is when the carjackers appear out of nowhere, jump into your car and take off. They practically mow you down as they speed off in your car. And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car. So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your money, and your keys. Your home and your whole identity are now compromised!
BEWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS NOW BEING USED.
If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, just drive away. Remove the paper later and be thankful that you read this e-mail. I hope you will forward this to friends and family, especially to women. A purse contains all kinds of personal information and identification documents, and you certainly do NOT want this to fall into the wrong hands.
Please pass this on.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
The darkness closes tight around the rose tinged sunset in the west and the blackening dusk sky frames the moon as the first stars begin to sparkle and glisten. The air blows cold and the paths sheened with dew take the remaining light and twinkle a starlit path for my footsteps. Funny, but the birds are still singing even into the dusky evening and it lifted my heart and gave the greatest thoughts of you and I wished you were now at my side. Strong, gentle and sensitive hearts at ease in the evening gloom. Fluid as gossamer threads that stream from the unfurling leaves in our purpose to find peace in the beauty and wonderment of lives raised up high in nature.
The world moves and I answer its siren call, as the nights yield to the turn of days and the sun rises a degree higher each day above the eastern hills. The song of summer that has enraptured me through winter remains and hugs every corner of my soul as spring now calls me forward. The music of the cycle of the seasons cannot ever be denied and it falls around me like raindrops escaping light summer clouds to freshen a dry world. My world, watered by all of you, slowly turns into the greenest garden. It grows and sets life in the joy and solace it finds within.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Monday 20th April 2009
The weather has been fantastic over the last few days...so I built this deck by the side of the pool. I’m quite proud of it even though it’s a bit skewed on close inspection. The other picture is well; see if you can work it out. I was knackered last night after building the deck but it was worth it. Everything is growing fast at the minute (apart from the hair) and the weather looks set to fair till the weekend. Hope you have a good week too.
Tip - If you cannot always see the whole picture on some versions of browswers you can click in the bottom right of the screen and change the zoom
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Had my long overdue haircut on Thursday and have decided long hair...well it's not for everyone!! Especially when it grows sideways in curls....still grew quick from the head close cut in Nov.
Found how to post quizzes...they should get more interesting as i get the knack for it
Some info on the Heysham pictures below...beautiful little village but shame about the power station being so close by
http://www.citycoastcountryside.co.uk/site/Heysham-Village
Found how to post quizzes...they should get more interesting as i get the knack for it
Some info on the Heysham pictures below...beautiful little village but shame about the power station being so close by
http://www.citycoastcountryside.co.uk/site/Heysham-Village
Friday, April 17, 2009
It has been the most beautiful of all evenings. A gentle, flowing breeze that scents the air with a hint of pine and rosemary. It carries to my ear’s sounds from the distance so that they take me to a memory… of a place so distant I can no longer remember it. Yet I know it is there deep within me… Memories of a perfect happy adventure that ended on an evening just like this. How wonderful it is to be older, (but luckily not too wise.) So that I no longer need to pursue adventures and am perfectly content just to have the evening instead. To spend it sat among the trees while my feathered allies lull all my senses to rapture with their song. The sound of traffic reaches my ears on the wind and should I close my eyes it takes me to the shore. For a garden is the one special place within a life where I can simple be and travel the world by closing my eyes and dreaming. My wish is never to dream alone for I have a heart to share and so much love to give and in turn I feel so loved that I know my wish has come true.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
The whole view I now see is one of Spring. So soon it has come and woke the world to growth. But yet even as the first of her wonders awakes and grows ever you are the first of her wonders in my world.
The birds were absolutely elated this morning and singing with the melody of angels. For that is how they sound to me and all that I see and hear is lifting me up and taking me to that special place we have created to live in. It truly is the most wonderful place I have ever been to and I am never leaving.
The birds were absolutely elated this morning and singing with the melody of angels. For that is how they sound to me and all that I see and hear is lifting me up and taking me to that special place we have created to live in. It truly is the most wonderful place I have ever been to and I am never leaving.
I fell off the edge of the world
On the way down a vision came.
Yet like many things in our life
It came too late to change anything
So I fell so fast into the revelation
Into the culmination of my evolution
Though it awoke all the folly wrought
Through a short span of years lived
The earth opened up to receive me
And in her bosom I shall gladly stay
Now and forever living a dream
Safe in what little world I have made
That the world is ever a paradise
Whenever the truth does reveal
The world to be a lesser circle
On the way to final enlightenment
On the way down a vision came.
Yet like many things in our life
It came too late to change anything
So I fell so fast into the revelation
Into the culmination of my evolution
Though it awoke all the folly wrought
Through a short span of years lived
The earth opened up to receive me
And in her bosom I shall gladly stay
Now and forever living a dream
Safe in what little world I have made
That the world is ever a paradise
Whenever the truth does reveal
The world to be a lesser circle
On the way to final enlightenment
Monday, April 06, 2009
Stones taken from the body of the earth tell secrets
Of long gone continents and deep oceans that dried
Of dinosaurs and flying avians that darkened the skies
Ice cold glaciers that moved and abraded the land
Of yesterday they know but of tomorrow they learn
For they have been birthed into the world once again
Of long gone continents and deep oceans that dried
Of dinosaurs and flying avians that darkened the skies
Ice cold glaciers that moved and abraded the land
Of yesterday they know but of tomorrow they learn
For they have been birthed into the world once again
What secrets do we keep safe when the moon waxes?
Rises high above the winter bared latticework of trees
Into the deep indigo night sky mapped in sparkling gems
Its silvered light cascading shadows across fresh dug earth
Canvas to imprint objects from a mind slowly awakening...
Into spring and as I wake with the world in April, so do you
Celestial and wraithlike we may walk among the night paths
Seeking revelation that may come and yet the very pursuit
Will bring us peace and take us closer to our tender hearts
In vernal journeys that end as they began in the greatest hope
Rises high above the winter bared latticework of trees
Into the deep indigo night sky mapped in sparkling gems
Its silvered light cascading shadows across fresh dug earth
Canvas to imprint objects from a mind slowly awakening...
Into spring and as I wake with the world in April, so do you
Celestial and wraithlike we may walk among the night paths
Seeking revelation that may come and yet the very pursuit
Will bring us peace and take us closer to our tender hearts
In vernal journeys that end as they began in the greatest hope
Saturday, April 04, 2009
The daffodils are the vanguard
Of a tithe of the army of growth
Spring has marched into the world
Under a fair green flag of truce
With a vibrant drum of rebirth
Rejoice in the now climbing sun
It resonates across hill and valley
Calls to the hidden to pour forth
Coaxes once again leaves to tree
Insects to climb in the warming airs
And every heart that hears it stirs and...
Awakens to the spring that is here
Friday 3rd April 2009
Well we are enjoying a warm spring spell of weather at the moment. The pond in the garden has cleared up fantastically well...I can now see the bottom again. The arum lilies I bought are beginning to grow and everywhere I look I see signs of growth. I saw my first bat from the kitchen door last night and I saw 6 magpies in the tree at work. A good omen for gold (money) especially as Nick and I saw 5 the other weekend which is silver, so money all round although it depends which magpie rhyme you read...but that’s the one we know. (See below) We’ll stick with that one. Here is the full rhyme but you probably have your own.
One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a girl Four for a boy Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never to be told Eight for a wish Nine for a kiss Ten for joyful bliss...
A few photos from the week....the red alien looking plant photo is a rhubarb. Have a great weekend.
Of a tithe of the army of growth
Spring has marched into the world
Under a fair green flag of truce
With a vibrant drum of rebirth
Rejoice in the now climbing sun
It resonates across hill and valley
Calls to the hidden to pour forth
Coaxes once again leaves to tree
Insects to climb in the warming airs
And every heart that hears it stirs and...
Awakens to the spring that is here
Friday 3rd April 2009
Well we are enjoying a warm spring spell of weather at the moment. The pond in the garden has cleared up fantastically well...I can now see the bottom again. The arum lilies I bought are beginning to grow and everywhere I look I see signs of growth. I saw my first bat from the kitchen door last night and I saw 6 magpies in the tree at work. A good omen for gold (money) especially as Nick and I saw 5 the other weekend which is silver, so money all round although it depends which magpie rhyme you read...but that’s the one we know. (See below) We’ll stick with that one. Here is the full rhyme but you probably have your own.
One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a girl Four for a boy Five for silver Six for gold Seven for a secret never to be told Eight for a wish Nine for a kiss Ten for joyful bliss...
A few photos from the week....the red alien looking plant photo is a rhubarb. Have a great weekend.