Cpt Bluebell on 22nd January 2010 at 11:11 ampermalink
Any chance that “Time” is going to get an airing at Maidenhead next Sat Sir Nick. mustard confess i prefer the original version in my very humble opinion woulda coulda shoulda have been a single , heads down no nonsence
thelonehydrangea on 22nd January 2010 at 2:00 pmpermalink
What would life be without imagination? It gives birth to everything, doesn’t it. How lucky we are to have it. Wouldn’t it be so very tedious if we simply had a very practical mind that kept us grounded in reality all the time and we didn’t get to have our regular flights of fancy. That’s where the real life is.
Dawn Stancer on 22nd January 2010 at 5:20 pmpermalink
What beautiful penmenship, so loverly to see such beautiful writing which one can actually read without using some sort of translating device. Twas a loverly warm summers day here in the West of Australia, nice cool seabreeze softly blowing most of the day which made a great change to the horrible scorching days we had last week, for 2 days it got to over 43 degrees. I love coming in here and reading what you have written & your photos Nick, somehow it makes me feel happier spesh after the week Ive had. Quick run down of my week: Police ring to tell me they arrested the man who ran down my daughter & her 2 mates, Wednesday: Go to court to hope to see the mongruel who ran my girl down get whats coming only to hear he has done a runner, Friday: feeling so blue, mind & body not doing to well with all the stress atm but good news came early this morn, the police caught the guy who ran my girl down, now just waiting for new court date & hope that the judge is old school & throws the book at him. He nearly killed my daughters friend, she was in a coma for 3 weeks & my daughter(who was hit on the shoulder) & her other friend have been diagnosed with post traumatic stress Syndrome after seeing their friend being thrown through the air & landing 10 metres away from the impact zone. All this and Im still not over my mothers passing(3 yrs this yr). Sometimes I wonder if it will ever end
A Beautiful day with warmth and imagination,
The essence of the moment is shinning in my heart.
The radiance of loving, a cultivated tenderness,
a picture perfect vista, etched in a minds desire.
The dream that whispers softly,
like a gentle summer breeze,
tells a compelling story, of wistful lingered days.
A journey into yesterday, a surprises into tomorrow
Nestled in the magical twinkling of this fleeting second,
Every second beautiful in its unique agenda,
Everyone’s journey, a path made of their own
Step into your imagination, create a sacred moment,
Never let that moment drift off into the unknown.
Good evening.
Hope your well. One hopes that you don’t mind the use of you beautiful words as my inspiration. Just another little smoothie of a conundrum of words.
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That it was, and one of thoughtful reflection of loves present and passed, life and loss and the beauty of the here and now.
Any chance that “Time” is going to get an airing at Maidenhead next Sat Sir Nick. mustard confess i prefer the original version in my very humble opinion woulda coulda shoulda have been a single , heads down no nonsence
Thinking of people we know who are having a tough time today. May tomorrow be a little better.
Here here to that Sue. Lovely sentiment.
Lovely picture and words. Sometimes less is more.
I like it.
..summer soft wakes you up with a kiss to start the morning off..
(sending my love to thoes who need it most)
Lovely Zbd : )
Relaxing and listening to some John Williams themes ..very Friday , see you in Brown Windsor next week
What would life be without imagination? It gives birth to everything, doesn’t it. How lucky we are to have it. Wouldn’t it be so very tedious if we simply had a very practical mind that kept us grounded in reality all the time and we didn’t get to have our regular flights of fancy. That’s where the real life is.
‘Reality leaves a lot to the imagination’. ~JL
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CZR6BmeqUWo
“Todaaaay I knew I had it made…”
hoohee!
Deb . songs in the key of life . genius, to think stevie was only 26 when he wrote it
What beautiful penmenship, so loverly to see such beautiful writing which one can actually read without using some sort of translating device. Twas a loverly warm summers day here in the West of Australia, nice cool seabreeze softly blowing most of the day which made a great change to the horrible scorching days we had last week, for 2 days it got to over 43 degrees. I love coming in here and reading what you have written & your photos Nick, somehow it makes me feel happier spesh after the week Ive had. Quick run down of my week: Police ring to tell me they arrested the man who ran down my daughter & her 2 mates, Wednesday: Go to court to hope to see the mongruel who ran my girl down get whats coming only to hear he has done a runner, Friday: feeling so blue, mind & body not doing to well with all the stress atm but good news came early this morn, the police caught the guy who ran my girl down, now just waiting for new court date & hope that the judge is old school & throws the book at him. He nearly killed my daughters friend, she was in a coma for 3 weeks & my daughter(who was hit on the shoulder) & her other friend have been diagnosed with post traumatic stress Syndrome after seeing their friend being thrown through the air & landing 10 metres away from the impact zone. All this and Im still not over my mothers passing(3 yrs this yr). Sometimes I wonder if it will ever end
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tr6EldSFwOI&feature=PlayList&p=EFD2449941839DAE&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=53
What a gorgeous shade of blue on the picture which accompanies Ella. Beautiful.
Sky went a shade of pale pale pink earlier. Very odd.
A Beautiful day with warmth and imagination,
The essence of the moment is shinning in my heart.
The radiance of loving, a cultivated tenderness,
a picture perfect vista, etched in a minds desire.
The dream that whispers softly,
like a gentle summer breeze,
tells a compelling story, of wistful lingered days.
A journey into yesterday, a surprises into tomorrow
Nestled in the magical twinkling of this fleeting second,
Every second beautiful in its unique agenda,
Everyone’s journey, a path made of their own
Step into your imagination, create a sacred moment,
Never let that moment drift off into the unknown.
Good evening.
Hope your well. One hopes that you don’t mind the use of you beautiful words as my inspiration. Just another little smoothie of a conundrum of words.
Have a magical evening x
Nice words by all,must all wear a flower next week at Windsor so we can see who we all are, not you tho Mr H ha ha ,x
Imagination didn’t extend to writing it themselves
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bro5Awd5vbw&feature=related