Yesterday the black dog came to visit me, the same black dog who used to visit Winston Churchill. When my daughter came around, she could see the black dog had turned up too and that I was completely at his mercy. She made her leave with a simple kiss and goodbye, "hope he goes soon", I nodded in agreement. For when he's around he completely demands my attention and there's no shaking him loose! On retiring I sternly told the black dog I didn't understand the reason for his visit and that I thought I had sat with him for long enough and to be gone in the morning! *** I've not seen him so far, this morning thank goodness !!! It is the beginning of a brand new day, I am grateful for each day of my life... I was at a funeral on Friday, to say we'd anticipated a sad day all turned out most beautifully.... my favourite hymn was sung 'Morning has Broken' On this brand new day I'm sitting here tapping the k...
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C xxx
I love these wintry scenes. It is my thought that the window within the first image is our entry into your soul's reflection. You take us on a journey from Snowy day to sun's ecstasy. I am reminded of something Loren Eisley once said, in his essay "The Brown Wasps" speaking on behalf of living existence: "We cling to a time and a place because without them man is lost, not only man but life."
xo,
Noelle
you have completely transported me.
deep sighs.
i love where you have taken me today.
xoxoxoxox,
rebecca
all this Joy
dancing in ecstasy
oh yes...
xox - eb.