Wandering...

“I know a little garden close
Set thick with lily and red rose,
Where I would wander if I might
From dewy dawn to dewy night.
And have one with me wandering.”

William Morris quotes

Painting-Theodore Robinson.

Off to France..

I am off to france tomorrow....gone for three weeks...you all take care now..looking forward to read your news and lovely posts when I get back...:)))

Anywhere...

You can dance anywhere, even if only in your heart...



painting-dancing fairies-August Malstrom.

iiits Monday...

This is what I would like to do today but reality looks different...Wishing you a marvelous Monday..go for it..

Untitled..

Tall...

“You've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather was.”
Irish Saying

Painting-Grandpas garden-Rose Barton.

Look...

Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars...
and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence
is joyful. Everything is simply happy. Trees are happy for no reason;
they are not going to become prime ministers or presidents and they are
not going to become rich and they will never have any bank balance.
Look at the flowers - for no reason. It is simply unbelievable
how happy flowers are.
- Osho

If...

Be still...don't move...hold your breath..we don't want to scare her away......there she is,floating on the water in the moonlight..the nautilus fairy...

“If you see the magic in a fairy tale, you can face the future"

Lost...

Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep,
And can't tell where to find them;
Leave them alone, And they'll come home,
Wagging their tails behind them

iits... Monday..

What's up there....something funny....

This is Jacques Tati..one of my hero's..
See you soon....back on wednesday.......take care....

A Mothers day...

Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.

All the names I know...

All the names I know from nurse:
Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,
Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,
And the Lady Hollyhock.

Fairy places, fairy things,
Fairy woods where the wild bee wings, Tiny trees for tiny dames-- These must all be fairy names!

Tiny woods below whose boughs
Shady fairies weave a house;
Tiny tree-tops, rose or thyme,
Where the braver fairies climb!

Fair are grown-up people's trees,
But the fairest woods are these;
Where, if I were not so tall,
I should live for good and all.


Robert Louis Stevenson 1850-1894

I give you...Lilacs

Yesterday I visited Rosie...this lovely visit inspired me in making this post...I love Lilacs and this weekend I am going to sit under the Lilac bush in my garden with my sweetheart....Wishing you a weekend full of love and Lilac's....and here's a Lilac song...

Painting-Claude Monet-Resting under the lilacs.

Spellbound

Never trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain.
--Mr. Weasley to daughter Ginny

Spellbound...Fredrick George Cotman.

Peelin Pots..

“The sum of wisdom is that time is never lost that is devoted to work.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Even when you are "Peelin Pots"...that's the titel of this painting from Alfred Smith...

Bella Notte....

Don't know what to make for dinner...how about Spaghetti...I wish you a Bella Notte

“Everything you see I owe to spaghetti.”
Sophia Loren quotes (Italian film Actress, b.1934

IIIts.... Monday

With a HUG....

A Sunday morning walk...

Wishing you a lovely day...

Spring chicken..

....Then he felt quite ashamed, and hid his head under his wing; for he did not know what to do, he was so happy, and yet not at all proud. He had been persecuted and despised for his ugliness, and now he heard them say he was the most beautiful of all the birds. Even the elder-tree bent down its bows into the water before him, and the sun shone warm and bright. He would never became vain or conceited, and would always remembered how it felt to be despised and teased, and he was very sorry for all the creatures who are so treated merely because they are different from those around them. Then he rustled his feathers, curved his slender neck, and cried joyfully, from the depths of his heart, “I never dreamed of such happiness as this, while I was an ugly duckling.” |

-Hans Christian Andersen, The Ugly Duckling, 1844

In the merry month of may

“It's spring fever.... You don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”
- Mark Twain

Painting-Black brook-John Singer Argent.