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Postcards from Paradise #4 ~ Under Fluffy Pink Clouds


Our first spring evening walk
under fluffy pink 
clouds ...
we strolled through our neighbour's garden,
 her windows shone in the golden light,
we paused at the water's edge
to reflect ....
on gratitude ...
for being here
enjoying the moments!

BTW
My neighbour's name was
Elizabeth of Shrewesbury
AKA
Bess of Hardwick.
Bess was a very powerful woman of her time,
having royal connections
with
Elizabeth I of England
~~~~~

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gma said…
Thank you for your beautiful postcard from Paradise. Your reflections and thankful heart for the moments are lovely.
3 April 2011 at 18:04
rebecca said…
dear sue,
i have been so missing you, and everything brimming with life and the splendor of spring.
your walk dusted with pink and so generously shared here...truly lift my heart.
now if i can reclaim this physical body and rejoin the living....
all my love dear friend,
rebecca
3 April 2011 at 22:18
Meri said…
Ah yes - Bess of Hardwick! That rings a bell.
4 April 2011 at 00:11
Sarah said…
I did think that looked like a very grand house! I read a book about Bess of Hardwick-a most daunting lady! Beautiful pictures of your stroll!
4 April 2011 at 15:06
Anonymous said…
Paradise indeed! What a dreamy lucsious world you live in!

Happy that your week is starting out in the pink.
4 April 2011 at 16:09
Noelle Clearwater said…
Dearest Sue,
I meant to comment yesterday but got busy herding cats, literally. I am catsitting. This is completely lovely. It is like a Monet retreat in the middle of Mayhem over here. I love what you have done and the connection with English history. Your images are stunning, glorious really! Happy mum's day, by the way! I will comment later on your next post.
Love,
Noelle
4 April 2011 at 16:48
Ramesh Sood said…
Thank you Foxysue.. for your comments on my page.. you have anyway given such a treat here.. you know I was told by many a people that Haiku must show.. so I have always created pictures in my mind..and placed haikus showing that what I see in my mind.. seeing a picture and writing alos needs similar talent.. but then one can do it faster for one has something to focus on..

let me try spontaniety here..

Reflection of tree,
Thank God water is still
That makes leaves calm..
4 April 2011 at 17:17
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