the life that is I has revolved,
50 annuals – when all years are told,
I hope that there’s more,
left in my time store,
’cause it doesn’t seem much,
when you’re on the cusp,
of the gathering run,
towards life’s setting sun,
and it seems fair to say,
that back in the day,
when I was younger,
life was much longer.
My blog friend Jesska posted something really nice today, something for our combined important day. I’d love it if you went and checked out her blog, and maybe even left a Blogorthday URL present.
Go and visit Claudette.
She’s one of my bestest blog-friends, and it’s her birthday today.
Also, my blog is 3 years old.
And it was my birthday on Friday.
Everything points to having a Blorthday Party.
I’m not really sure how Blorthday Parties work, so you’ll have to help me out. All ideas welcome (although I reserve the right to declare them ridiculous as I see fit…).
As a start, I suggest you post me a blog url you think I might like, before heading off to see Claudette.
If it’s YOUR birthday too, tell us so. It won’t necessarily make anything happen, but at least we’ll know 😉
If I tried
I guess I could not love you
with the fierce determination
the way I do.
truth be told I am afraid
to let go
after I have given so much
These Cup and Saucer Sets sit on my dresser – unused because the firing of the porcelain paint I put on them makes the rims feel dusty to me.
I keep them because I love the little rhymes I made more them, one day I may redo them on some other sets, hopefully with a better usability outcome.
Your cover is blown
chameleon heart shows true
colour you faithless
I realised yesterday morning as I though about this weeks post that I had fallen into a rut – a rut of beauty! Beautiful flowers mostly. So this week I decided to push out of my comfort zone and show photos of things that I don’t think are intrinsically beautiful. I have to say I am really happy with most of them, happy that when I looked closer I found something beautiful in each photo. What do you think?
A Pair of Egrets