Swing..

“The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch swing with, never say a word, then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation that you ever had.”


Art By Molly Brett.

IIITS MONDAY..

And its a HOT one..keep cool, were having a heatwave...

Moonlight..

By the light of the silvery moon....

Full moon on the Hilltop...and a warm summernight..perfect!

Zomeravond..

“Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language”
Henry James

Well,I guess in any kind of language..in dutch its something like this.."zomeravond"..and its my favorite kind of evening..Its starts in the late afternoon..The table in my garden is set..we waite, for the quest to arive..the dinner to be served(I have been cooking something wonderful)..the stars to shine,the fireflies to performe there little dance..the crickets to sing ..and simply ENJOY.
I wish you a wonderful 'Zomeravond'..Have fun celebrating a summer weekend holiday in your garden..

Art~Mesa en la Jardin~Peder Severin Kroyer.

How could I forget..

Its fairy day today...I present to you three little fairies...waering hats!
This picture was taken on a holiday many years ago and these three fairies don't know I'm posting it ..YET..:)

There is magic everywhere
In the air you breathe
It's true for every living thing
Why flowers bloom and all birds sing
It's in the voice that guides you on
The light that leads you home
It's in the moment your wings grow
And you'll let go

When you fly with me
Let your heart believe
Dreams can take you anywhere
If you just set them free
When you're true to who you are
You will always find your star
All the wonders you will see
When you fly with me

STOP..

And listen..that's Bach..
I remembered a story of how Bach was approached by a young admirer one day and asked, "But Papa Bach, how do you manage to think of all these new tunes?" "My dear fellow," Bach is said to have answered, according to my version, "I have no need to think of them. I have the greatest difficulty not to step on them when I get out of bed in the morning and start moving around my room." ~Laurens Van der Post

Art by Boldini.

Hop on.....

First trip goes to ..Rome.

Two years ago I visited Rome..I stayed for a week. There is A LOT to see in Rome..everyting very interesting and beautiful,but what I loved the most was sitting on a little terrace and watch people (and time)go by .
Also driving a scooter was fun...you have to be very careful..traffic in Rome is terrible!
From all the musea I visited THIS one I loved the most...strolling around in corridors and hallways dreaming away in the wonderful world of art and history.
And when you are in Italie you are in food heaven..I will tell you a little secret..when ever you'r in Rome GO HERE for dinner..This elegant eaterie is popular with politicians, businessmen and women, and personalities from the world of entertainment..its one of the best restaurants in Rome...you will love it..

IIIIIIts SUMMER.

So happy that you are here at this first summerday...did you already make your plans for this wonderful season..I am planning to travel,on my blog, to some great holiday places all over this globe, come up and see me some time..

But first things first..I won't be posting as often as you are used to...I am working on my book..I will be visiting my family..I am going to prepare big summertime dinners in my garden..and there is my big old house on the hilltop that needs some serious attention..There are books to read sitting under the Lilacbush..and concerts to go to. Ofcourse its not all fun and games, there is also WORK. But I am going to enjoy summer to the fullest..Hope you do the same..
So...until we meet again..have a happy glorious summer..

On the playlist Summer music..

Won't be long now.

And we will be sailing through SUMMER..

Enjoy with all your heart..THIS Summer comes but ones..don't waste it..

There she comes...

Midsummer..allready the garden is filled with fairies and elves..If only the weather would get better..its cold and wet...it doesn't feel like summer yet...

Fairy ground..

Come, follow, follow me, you fairy elves that be,
Which circle on the green, Come Follow Mab, your queen,
Hand in hand let's dance around, for this place is fairy ground.

When Mortals are at rest, and snoring in their nest,
Unheard and unespied, through keyholes we do glide;
Over tables, stools and shelves, we trip it with our fairy elves.

Upon a mushroom's head our tablecloth we spread;
A grain of rye or wheat, is manchet which we eat;
Pearly drops of dew we drink, in acorn cups, filled to the brink.

The grasshopper, gnat, and fly, serve for our minstrelsy;
Grace said, wedanced awhile, and so the time beguile;
And if the moon doth hide her head, the glow-worm lights us home to bed

On tops of dewy grass so nuimbly do we pass,
The Young and tender stalk, never bends when we do walk;
Yet in the morning may be seen, where we the night before, have been

Only three days before Midsummer...stay tuned ..there's magic in the air...

Art ~Gustave Dore.

Don't lose it...

Your muchness....Because then...“You’ve lost your muchness.” It’s incredibly hard to see what changes your life, or how it changes, but in many ways, we lose our muchness. If you ever feel you really really need it ..please find it..its much much more pleasant and fulfilling when you carry it with you..
The search can be difficult...but after the find you can say..Well,how's this for MUCHNESS...

Come and get it..

Come and get some happiness..you'll find it in very unexpected places..
Joy is a flower that blooms when you do..

Art~Honor Appleton

Two of a kind..hard to find..

"'The world is wide; no two days are alike, nor even two hours; neither were there ever two leaves of a tree alike since the creation of the world; and the genuine productions of art, like those of nature, are all distinct from one another.'
- John Constable"

Art~picking berries~Lemmen.

IIIIts Monday...

Well,don't just sit there...lets start this day with a little Cha Cha Cha. Come on.. Cha Cha now y'all

Never on a Sunday..

You can kiss me on a cool day
A hot day, a wet day which ever one you choose
Or try to kiss me on a grey day
A May day, a pay day and see if I refuse
And you make it on a bleake day
A freak day, a week day why you can be my guest
But never never on a Sunday
A Sunday's the one day I need a day to rest

Just name the day that you like the best
Only stay away on my day of rest

Art~Marcus Stone..In Love

Where's the party....

Hee..where is everbody going so fast...wait for me....where's the party?

Loveliness.

'And since all this loveliness can not be Heaven,
I know in my heart it is June.'
– Abba Goold Woolson (1838–1921"

Wishing you a lovely lovely weekend...

ART~The Siesta~Sun Jingbo.

Sweet Summer Rain..

The rain rain rain came down down down
In rushing, rising riv'lets...


The first Summer storms have arived...I Love Summer storms..
On the playlist today..Rain Songs..

How is it you sing...?

Green finch and linnet bird,
Nightingale, blackbird,
How is it you sing?

How is it you sing

Anything?
Whence comes this melody constantly flowing?

From Sweeny Todd
On the playlist~blackbird Songs..

Melodie of June..

My luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June;
Oh, my luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune”
- Robert Burns"

This is a wonderful French illustration ('Rose') by J. Grandville, (1847) , from a book entitled Les Fleurs Animees. Queen Rose rules....

IIIIts Monday..

“The world belongs to the energetic”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

I wish you lots and lots of energy today...:)))Work work work signora....

Fluff..

All you need is some fluff..and the fun can begin..join the little ones in my garden..FLY like an Eagle..let you spirit run free..

Art~Elves parachuting~Ernest Aris.

Sounds of Summer...

I am sitting on my garden terrace and hear a twitter of baby birds..ready to leave the nest...I listen to the wind through the treetops..it sounds like the sea..and then..a very peacefull silence...nature is now at ease..taking its time..celebrates..he did it again..summer's in the air..

Art`The Terrace~Zhukovskij

Buttercup days..

“Buttercups and daisies, / Oh, the pretty flowers; / Coming ere the Springtime, / To tell of sunny hours.”
Mary Howitt

Don't count out the buttercups..they can sing too..

Have a happy sunny buttercup weekend...

On the playlist today..Buttercup songs..

Just like Alice..

Hello my dear dear friend..I know you are there..wait..I will climb through this computer looking glass and come for a visit..when its oke with you ofcourse..look out here I come..or you could try and visit me...Its a golden afternoon on The Hilltop..lets sit in the garden and listen to the flowers,I do believe they are trying to tell us something..you can learn a lot of things from the flowers..especially in the month of June!

-Let's pretend there's a way of getting through into it, somehow. Let's pretend the glass has got all soft like gauze, so that we can get through. Why, it's turning into a sort of mist now, I declare! It'll be easy enough to get through— And certainly the glass was beginning to melt away, just like a bright silvery mist.
(from Alice-Through the looking Glass)

Doubt

Modest doubt is called the beacon of the wise.”
William Shakespeare

Remember the little voice in your head..

Art~Time and Place~Leighton.