Our way

 

 

 

 

"Our way is not soft grass,

 it's a mountain path with lots of rocks. 

But it goes upward, forward, toward the sun."

- Ruth Westheimer

Photography...

. . .  is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving.

What you have caught on film is captured forever . . . it remembers little things,

long after you have forgotten everything.

 

 

 

 

Pleasures

It is of the small joys and little pleasures
that the greatest of our days are built.

- Mary Anne Radmacher

Sailing

I am sailing, I am sailing
Home again across the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters
To be near you, to be free

I am flying, I am flying,
Like a bird across the sky
I am flying, passing high clouds
To be near you, to be free

Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Through the dark night, far away
I am dying, forever crying
To be with you, who can say?

Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Through the dark night, far away.
I am dying, forever crying,
To be near you, who can say?

We are sailing, we are sailing,
Home again across the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
To be near you, to be free.

Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free

(Sailing – Rod Stewart)

 

Have a Great Weekend

LIFE

Life is ironic. It takes Sadness

to know what Happiness is, Noise

to appreciate Silence and Absence

to value Presence.

Never Never Land

So come with me

where Dreams are born

and Time is never planned.

Just think of Happy things,

and your heart will

fly on Wings,

in Never Never Land.

 

Peter Pan

 

 

Sweet bath

Better a handful of bees

than a basket full of flies