Let’s grace the cobbled walkways <3
One day I will walk across all the lands, each step a sip from the cup of culture, each glance a memory painted on my heart. I have no need for the pictures on the sidewalks, my charicature artistically and somewhat offensively portrayed on the canvas of a skilled travelling artist. Instead let’s endevour to enjoy pleasant jabbering of the middle aged Italian hairdresser, overjoyed to have another client to tell her story to, even if it might not really be understood. A night of point-and-shoot conversations to see which word might be understood by the other, always followed by overjoyed “Ah ha’s”, head nodding and laughing at the moment of understanding!
Let’s walk along the cobbled streets of Florence, risking our lives in the simple task of crossing the road, or casually stroll into the backdrop of a stranger’s photograph, smiling your biggest, cheekiest smile as you sneak past. Relaxing with a strong but delicious cappucino at the foot of an ancient monument… giggling at the abundance of tourists – and their interaction with these new surroundings – even though we are tourists too.
Heading back to the hostel proves an adventure every time thanks to the uselessness of the pedestrian crossings and the arrival into the long passageways with their old convent ambience. Simple bedroom decor with a view of the Seven Saints cathedral sends it’s greeting at every glance outside of the bedroom window, along with a soft breeze of chilly Autumn air.
<3
Travelling is fun
Forest love and contemplations <3
There’s something about parks and forests…
I don’t know what it is, but I am in love with them.
Come to Northern Ireland for some forest lover’s eye candy!
Pretty bells amidst the trees
in harmony they ring
to send their thanks to heavens high
and glorify the King.
And just so that this wasn’t just a bunch of random pictures… here’s something for the soul to consider!
Matthew chapter 11 verse 28
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Jesus loves you! And no matter what you’ve done, how bad you think you are, He will love and forgive you if you believe and give your heart to Him!
John Chapter 3 verse 16
“For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life. 17 God sent his Son into the world not to judge the world, but to save the world through him.
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Yes, that means that HE loved YOU so much that he sent a part of Himself down in the form of His son to die…. yes DIE for us. So that we could be saved from our sins! (but even more insane sounding is that He did this knowing each of us before we were even born! Knowing every sin we would ever commit. And still He has given us the chance to be forgiven and loved with an unconditional love thank’s to HIS sacrifice!
So yes Jesus DOES love you, even if you try to hide the thought of him away, He will stand there besides you, waiting for you to need Him and to realise that HE IS GOD!
ps… God keeps His promises!
Time for a change <3
Well after four… no, make that five years of having crazy wild and long hair, I finally decided that it must be part of the reason (besides gravity’s help) behind my lack of height… aka, shortness!
So “here comes the the candle to light you to bed… here comes the chopper to *chip chop chip chop chip chop*“
THE LAST MAN’S …. Hair? ^^
Same hairstyle as above just a little windswept!
*happy sounds
Death of a Dream
Our silent trees amidst the breeze
Have lost their ancient voice
Where rivers freeze the dying leaves
We hide for lack of choice
We dream of skies to hear our cries
To ward away deceit
Alas thine lies are our demise
Now thy’ll suffer our defeat
Some years gone by, the river’s dry
Thine children all grown old
They write their tears for all the years
Thee left them in the cold
And still the trees be dead in breeze
For no one seeks to know
That for the leaves to live and tease
They’ll need the fae to grow
But to this day I fear to say
Of we they have heard none
Instead they play some lands away
With lives and loaded guns
Sweeties
ケーキはおいしいです！<3 <3 <3
It’s time for tea!
Nothing better than something deliciously sweet… and cute of course!
I made these cakes throughout 2007 for family and friends -ancient, I know – but as soon as I get back to my pretty home lands I’ll get right back to work on sculpting some more!
Iitadakimasu!
The lands of little Mystery
Little Mystery
Come see my pretty Mystery
She plays in fields of coal
Her eyes reciting melodies
Imprinted in her soul
She rests beneath the rain-kissed trees
And paints on clouded skies
While driftwood dreams, amidst the breeze
Embark upon her sighs
Be kind to little Mystery
Whose mind dwells far away
In search of all her memories
Forever gone astray.
She writes enchanted melodies
of treasures in the air
a beauty sadly lost to us
whose minds all fail to care
And while her mind does dance and play
Upon the silver moon
Young Mystery forever strays
Within her painted tune.
Into the trees… into the treeees
Ok, so after a few years of being embarrassingly lazy when it comes to my writing and having just recently been skilfully directed to this new and easy enough to use blog site… I have decided to shape up and start posting my stories, poetry and other randoms for the bored or easily intrigued!
Have fun… and have cake!
The Soundless Musician
He drifts amidst his memories
Caressing his guitar,
Whilst mourning for the melodies
His mind forever bars.
We’ve seen him dance on crumbling walls
As his fingers start to sing,
And whilst he plays upon the wind
To deafness, songs he brings.
And through the years he plays, he plays
His music unsurpassed.
His fans no more than passing days
Until he plays his last.
