Thursday, December 20, 2007

Picture Perfect-Festive Dedicated to Jean...Reply from Jean added.

fes·tive (festiv)


  1. of, for, or suited to a feast or festival
  2. merry; joyous

In the picture above, my friends and I at one of our trips to the beach.  Things were very "festive" that night.  We had so much fun but, there was a shadow over us.

We call ourselves SGOTM (Southern Girls on the Move).  We take trips together, go out to eat and catch up with one another once a month.  Last night was on of those nights.  And, I always take my camera.  This time especially since, one of us was missing.

Some of you know, my friend Jean is in Afghanistan.  She''s an Army Medic.  Her mother is a part of our group.  Last night we made a short video for her.  telling her hello, we miss her and we can't wait for her return.  I also took some shots of everyone for her.  They didn't turn out so well.  Lighting.  Played with aperture and shutter speed but, she'll like them.  One of the things she asked before she left was that we continue with our girls night out.  This was the first that I had been able to attend in a while.  They all rearranged their schedules for me.

Jean is one of the strongest people I have ever met.  She's also one of the kindest.  She'll take every step available to her to help anyone she can.  She's always calm.  She can step up into a whirlwind of a situation and have sanity restored in no time.  She's a Mother of 2 and a Grandmother of 3.  She hasn't seen her granddaughter yet.

So this post is for her.  I'll be sending her the link.  She'll be able to see the video and pics from last night.  I'm also adding a video I made for her before she left.  She didn't get to see it.  I'll be sending her the link to this page.  If you would like to leave her a message, wish her a Merry Christmas, please do so.  I'm sure she'll love to hear it.

Since I'm breaking the rules of picture perfect with all the pics and videos, I sent Heather a message first.  Thank You Heather.....

For Jean:

I miss you so much Chic.  You're always in my thoughts and prayers.  My admiration and respect for you know no bounds.  I'm thankful everyday for your friendship and for the person you are.  See you when you get home.  Till then, know we all love you.  Merry Christmas Jean.




SRG. Lori J. Pate


A reply from Jean:


Hey Girl, I just went to the site, THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!! It was wonderful. I really needed that today too. There was 23 replys. Been out for the last few days, just got back in.
Love Jean

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Picture Perfect-Outrageous


When I first saw this week's theme, my crazy cousin was the first thing that came to mind.  I thought about it today while I was at the lake.  A lot of serious issues crossed my mind.  As I have enough to deal with at the moment, I opted for laughter.

The following is a post I did on 360 about Morticia.  As for the photo above.....I do believe I caught her personality perfectly....LMAO!


Lunch with Morticia...


Always interesting...LMAO! The fact that I"m "man-less" only came up once (miracles do happen). I told her I didn't have to look for a man because, she's always doing it for me.

Now, to show you how serious she is about this, when our cousin Mia died, she decided to call one up. She told him she had a single cousin that she wanted to introduce him too. We were at the funeral home at the time. Sitting by Mia's casket.

Before any of you go off on a rant, If Mia could have, she would have been laughing her ass off. She would have loved it. As for me, I just walked out of the room. Lot of good it did me. She had him at my Aunt Flora's house the next day.

To be honest though, it helped Morticia to get through this time. So, it was okay. I really love her and there's nothing I wouldn't do for her. Well almost anyway....

I have a strange family but, we love each other and we're there for each other. We always have fun when we're all together. For some strange reason though, I'm the target. LMAO! As soon as I walk in the door something gets started. At least I've never ended up in the catfish pond!

I did enjoy my time with Morticia yesterday but then I always do. I guess our family has been through a lot the past few months. Morticia more than the rest of us. She and Mia were very close. They said they were Thelma and Louise.

I don't think our loved ones ever really leave us. If we keep them in our hearts, they are always there for us and if we really listen, when our lives are in turmoil and we can't seem to find our way, I believe we can hear them. They are there helping us find our way.


I enjoy Picture Perfect every week.  A lot of amazing pictures out there and wonderful stories.  If you would like to know more about Picture, click.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Picture Perfect-Harvest


  1. The act or process of gathering a crop.
    1. The crop that ripens or is gathered in a season.
    2. The amount or measure of the crop gathered in a season.
    3. The time or season of such gathering.
  2. The result or consequence of an activity.

  A few hours of my day were spent harvesting memories.   While this may not be what was meant.  The picture holds a lot of meaning for me.  Above, my daughter Brandy, laughing.  Enjoying Thanksgiving day.  She cooked up a pretty good meal.  Some of you know why this picture means so much to me.


Thursday, November 15, 2007

Picture Perfect-Repetition


repetition (plural repetitions)

  1. The act or an instance of repeating or being repeated.
  2. (weightlifting): A single, controlled exercise motion; also called a rep. A group of repetitions is a set.


The picture above was taken at my Aunt Flora's.  A place full of memories.  A place where my cousins and I played as children.  Running, jumping, a whole lot of yelling. LOL  Just having fun.  There have been many holidays spent here.  Numerous Easter egg hunts have been held here.  There were also broken bones, a busted head or two and any number of other small accidents.  A place of fun, laughter and love.

Our Children have played here.  And now, our children's children.  Three generations of childhood memories live in this place-"repetition"

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Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Wow...A reply from Multiply

Jack Vettriano
The Umbrella
I love this painting. Found it today. It's one of Vettriano's first paintings.  Walking on the beach in the rain.  I can relate to this since I love the rain.  Wonder what thoughts are going through her head.  Is she missing someone?  Is she thinking of a love lost?  Is she dreaming of a love to come?
Now, about Multiply.  It's nice to actually hear from someone when you're having a problem.  They confirmed that there was a problem and that they are working on correcting it.  They also assured me that no messages would be lost. LOL So, eventually I'll get all those PM's.
So, what are you bunch up to today?

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Legend of the Pheonix

Legend of the Phoenix by Vlinder The Phoenix bird symbolizes immortality, resurrection, and life after death. In ancient Greek and Egyptian mythology, it is associated with the sun god. According to the Greeks the bird lives in Arabia, near a cool well. Every morning at dawn, the Sun God would stop his chariot to listen to the bird sing a beautiful song while it bathed in the well. Only one Phoenix exists at one time. When the bird felt its death was near, every 500 to 1,461 years, it would build a nest of aromatic wood and set it on fire. The bird then was consumed by the flames. A new Phoenix sprang forth from the pyre. It embalmed the ashes of its predecessor in an egg of myrrh and flew with it to Heliopolis, "City of the Sun," where the egg was deposited on the altar of the sun god. The Phoenix, has become a universal symbol of rebirth and the most famous of all fabulous birds. Clad in feathers of red and gold, the color of the rising sun, it had a melodious voice that became mournful with approuching death. Other creatures were then so overcome by its beauty and sadness that they themselves fell dead. According to legend, only one Phoenix could live at a time. The Phoenix never died permanently. Legend says it existed when the universe was created and that it knows secrets of life and reincarnation even the deities do not know.


Friday, November 9, 2007

Game On

Game On
Jack Vettriano
I wonder what the game is and who the winner will be.  Who's in control?

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Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Picture Perfect ~Looking Through

There is nothing else like "Looking Through" the eyes of a child.  The innocence.  The imagination.  The whole world is a place of magic and adventure.
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Thursday, November 1, 2007

Foto Friday-Fall

 Fall-To drop or come down freely under the influence of gravity.

Those of you that know me, know I love water.  I took this picture with my Kodak Z7590.  I was having fun trying to get pictures of the water falling and splashing.


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Monday, October 22, 2007

My Blog....

If I'm gonna have a blog, I gotta have Vettriano and a little Buble.


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My favorite,

Along Came A Spider

Jack Vettriano


And now my favorite Buble....(sigh)


Sunday, October 21, 2007

Once again

Fractured-Holding It Together
Griffen Dublanche
...I have lost another card. I lost one last week too but, this one had pictures on it that I took at the lake yesterday. I didn't really get anything but, I wanted to save them on my computer. Not to mention the fact that I'm leaving for Ga. Fri. and I need these cards.
Latley, my mind is so scattered. Half the time I don't even know what I'm doing. I wake up wondering what day it is and which job I'm working today.
Even my dreams are strange. I dreamed of two headed Llamas one night. And then bears and owls. Who know's. Last night it was lakes and snakes. And, I can never find my camera in my dream.
There was one bright spot. Yesterday, I accidentlly came across this song. I love it. I haven't seen this movie but, I think I'm going to try to find it.
And, spell check is not working so, who cares if the words are mis-spelled. Not me, not today.

Alana Grace lyrics,
Black Roses Red lyrics
Can I ask you a question please
Promise you won't laugh at me
Honestly I'm standing here Afraid I'll be betrayed.
As twisted as it seems, I only fear love when it's in my dreams
So let the morning light come in and let the darkness fade away
Chorus: Can you turn my black roses red? Can you turn my black roses red?
Drowning in my loneliness How long must I hold my breath
So much emptiness inside I could fill the deepest sea
I reach to the sky as the moon looks on One last year has come and gone
It's time to let your love rain down on me
Can you turn my black roses red? (x3)
Cuz I'm feelin like I'll blame it on love (x6)
Can you turn my black roses red? (x3)
Cuz I'm feelin like I'll blame in on love I'm feeling like I'll blame it on love (until fades)

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Entry for October 17, 2007

One Moment In Time
Jack Vettriano

Funny isn't it, how our whole lives can be changed in just a moments time.

A little Buble


Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Thanks Mavis...LOL Had to add this video!

Don't know the name of the painting but, it is a Vettriano and one of my favorites. I always wonder what she's thinking.

After Mavis comment, I "HAD" to add this video..

Monday, September 24, 2007

Jack Vettriano

Jack Vettriano

I found this video on a Vettriano link....Damn Holly....the song!

I embedded the video because it was of his paintings. I signed up for his newsletter ( I do love Vettriano). I didn't play it until I put it here.

For a friend:

The past and future are but fragments. Elusive pieces that can not clearly be seen. Emotion clouds our vision. Take a step back but, don't give up.
Song lyrics | My Immortal lyrics

Okay, so I'm on a Vettriano roll. Work with me here..LOL

I think the thing that first caught my attention with Vettriano was the way he painted the sea. My love of the rain, the ocean and dancing...The Singing Butler...which I am now the proud owner of. A print anyway.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

There are.....

Day Dreams
Robert Duncan many things that I need to be doing. All I want to do is sit here, looking out my window and day dream. So many places I want to go and things I want to do.
The cruise for my friends and I (SGOTM) has been planned and reservations made. A 7 day cruise to Jamaica when Jean gets home. Unfortunately, I won't be with them. With all that's going on in my life right now, there's just no way I can do this.
I really hate this. I was looking forward to this time with my friends and to 7 days of being at sea. I had so many daydreams about me and my camera. Not to mention, just standing on the deck watching and listening to the sea.
Lately, just trying to remember what day of the week it is, is a challenge. With all that's going on with work and such, my mind stays in a fog.
Maybe one day, I'll find the courage to write my daydreams as stories...
Guess I better pull my self away from the window and go start the washer.
Y'all take care.

Monday, September 17, 2007

An interview by Linda Beth

Tuesdays Child
Jack Vettriano

1. You are a world class photographer for National Geographic Magazine....where are you and what are you shooting?

I would be in Scotland. Shooting the Lochs. Trying to capture the beauty of a time past. And maybe even run into Ole Nessy.

2. Give me your Top Ten List of things you would like to do if given the chance..

1. Go to Scotland and Ireland. I have Scottish roots and I would love to see this country. I also have Irish down the line in my family and have always wanted to go here also. I would want to go to the places where the old Ireland still exists. And let's not forget the Vamp. I would have to drag her along with me.

2. I would love to write a book. That's always been a dream of mine.

3. When I was 29, I was attending Tech. I was attempting to get an accounting and computer programming degree. After 3 semesters, I had to drop out. I had a husband that was not able to work at the time and I was raising 4 kids and working a full time job at night. I was on the Honor Society and even had my picture in the paper. I would go back to school. Take creative writing and photography courses.

4. I would own a book store. It wouldn't be just a book store though. There would be a place inside for reading. A small coffee shop. It would be a place for women. I would offer candles, perfumes and little things like that that women love. There would be beautiful works of art on the walls. Once a week, I would have a night for people to gather. Just to talk, be together, laugh and just be.

5. .Another thing I would do if given the chance is to have a place for women to go when in need. A safe place. I always said if I were rich, I would have a working ranch. A place where women could come and feel safe. A place with resources to help them rebuild their lives. With a place such as a ranch, there would be things to do that may help build self esteem. This would be a place where they could figure out who they are and what that want to do with their lives.

6. Sometimes trying to figure out the right thing to do is very hard. When my daughters where young, I was working a lot. Pretty much like now. I missed so many things in their lives. At the time I felt I was doing what I had to do to provide for them. Now, I sometimes wonder if their lives would have been different if I had been home more. If given the chance, I would be home more. I would be more involved in their activities.

7. I would go to the Outer Banks. Spend a couple weeks here, taking pictures of the horses running wild on the beach. To me, this would be so cool. There are also a lot of light houses in this area. I would love to see these and to take pictures of them also.

8 I would hear Michael Buble perform live. Thanks to Hollywolly, I am a "HUGE" Michael Buble fan. My favorite...Going Home.

9. I would work one job instead of two and have more time for things I love and the people I love.

10. I would spend a whole day on the banks of Loch Lomond. Taking pictures, listening to the water and dreaming dreams

3. You have won an evening out with Jack Vettriano. Where would you take him, and what would be the "one" burning question you would ask him?

I guess this would depend on what side of the ocean we were on. I think, either way, I would like to have him where i was staying. A quite place, where we could talk about his art. I would like to get to know the man behind the art. Who he is. More of the personal things about him. It would be interesting, I think to know more about his childhood. How and when painting was introduced into his life. What kinds of things he liked to do as a young Scottish lad growing up. As for the burning question.....How would he paint me.

4. You tour cemeteries and seem to have no qualms about it. Do you believe in a hereafter? Do you think there are spirits lurking about when you are in one?

I do believe in the hereafter and spirits. There are lot of things that happen around us all the time that are unexplainable. I've also had a couple of experiences in my life that have verified, for me, that spirits do exist. This would be a great question for Morticia. She can see and hear them.

5. You have the chance to play the role of a lifetime in a Hollywood movie. What movie would it be, and who would you play?

Well this ones easy....Gone With The Wind.....Scarlett O'Hara...Only thing I would change here is..My Rhett would be Sean Connery....

Right now, I'm going to get dressed and hit the calls. Y'all take care.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

The Lost Love

Stop Light Moment
Jack Vettriano
Poem borrowed from Thelma.......

The Lost Love

Dear lassie, we must part!
That might our ruin prove!
Let others whisper in thy ear
The tender tale of love.
Could I my thoughts command,
I'd think no more of thee,
For doubly dear-bought were our loves,
If love dear-bought can be.
Yet still I'll think of thee,
And of the slow-winged hour
When first we talked of hopeless love
Beneath the snowy bower;
So warm my bosom glows,
Enraptured with thy name,
That thus I deem my rustic hand
Can sweep the lyre of time.

Yes, I will sing of thee,
So dear to me's the theme,
And distant years shall hear the lay,
By mountain, vale, and stream;
Fair Scotia's nymphs and swains
Shall sing thy every charm,
And woo each other with the strains
That still my bosom warm.

The tree is not yet sown,
Whose seed shall plant the groves,
That, listening to our tender tale,
Shall echo back our loves;
The acorn is not formed
That yet shall grow a tree,
Whose branch shall lull to rest the babe
That oft shall sing of thee.



Friday, August 3, 2007

Entry for August 04, 2007

Private Dancer
Jack Vettriano

Hmmmmmm.....where have I heard this name....

Now, the song as it should be:

PS-I want that black dress in the painting!

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Vettriano and The Eagles....

Heaven or Hell
Jack Vettriano

Ok Red, here it is. This is the best I could come up with at the moment.

My favorite Eagles song is Witchy Woman. (Red thinks this song fits me), I wanted to find a Vettriano painting to fit the song. Browsed a bit last night and came up with this one. I had a gallery in my favorites once that listed all his work but, seems to have disappeared. While I did run across several that I had not seen before last night, there where some of his more sensual paintings I couldn't find.

So, if any of you can think of a better Vettriano to fit this song, please let me know.

And Vamp, why didn't you tell me I had been spelling this guys name wrong.....LMAO~

Monday, July 16, 2007

Have you ever

Moving On

woke up one morning and discovered that something you had been holding onto just wasn't there anymore?

Friday, June 22, 2007


Baby, Bye Bye
Jack Vetrianno

You just wake up in a mood. Today is one of those days. While browsing Jack Vetrianno, I came across this painting. Fits the song! And, my thoughts today....

This is "ONE" of the reasons I like country music. Gonnna get me a pair of these!

Friday, May 25, 2007

The adventures of Linda Carol and Morticia....

Sunday, being the dutiful Southern Girls we are, Morticia and I were spending a little time with Aunt Shirley on her birthday. Then, the phone rings. Gomez is on the line telling Morticia that the boys have her guns and ammo and are out in the pasture shooting.

Well now, Morticia has no problem at all with the boys shooting, as long as it's not her ammo..LMAO! We jump in the jeep and we're off.

When we get to Morticia's, Travis is coming up from the pasture. It wasn't her guns and ammo but, the guys have some toys they want Morticia to check out. Morticia is an ace shot and they love watching her play. LOL

We take the jeep through the pasture and Morticia starts shooting. This guy had a rifle with a laser site and she was loving it. He also had something called a 500. That's what she shooting in the pic above.

Now all are enjoying the afternoon and then....We look up and there sits the sheriffs car across the field at the neighbors. In Society Hill they have hours for shooting and we were within those hours but, seems this Lady had a problem with it.

We all just sat back and waited. Problem was the deputy couldn't figure out how to get to us. LMAO! We sat and watched him for a while and I do believe I heard a snicker or two. He had 3 pastures to get through before he could get to us...LMAO!

As he headed back toward the main road, Morticia said-He's either given up or he's gone for reinforcements. She told the boys to scatter in the woods for a while. We put the girls in the jeep and headed back across the pasture to the house.

Now we were not on this Lady's land but, the thing is-Morticia's land was on the other side of the fence..LMAO!

We're still waiting for him to find us!

Y'all have a great to work here...

Bear decided Morticia and I needed a song...LMAO!

Thursday, May 10, 2007

From the mouths of babes....

Yesterday I was with my Grandson Tyler. He loves to take pictures and he knows how to use my camera. I always make him wear it around his neck so he won't drop it. As I got ready to leave he asked me if he could take a picture of me. I told him Granny didn't like to have her picture taken. In typical 7 year old fashion he asked me why. I told him cause Granny is old and ugly. He then said come here Granny and puckered up his little lips for a kiss. I leaned over to kiss him bye. He got this wonderful little smile on his face and said........

See Granny now you're not.....

Sunday, April 1, 2007

Entry for April 01, 2007

Wondering Thoughts
Talanbek Chekirov
I've marked this blog as mature because of the Art. I've had a warning from Yahoo. Seems someone was offended by one of my post. Really can't think of anything here that bad but, oh well.
As for the painting. I like it. To me it portrays exactly as titled.....Wondering thoughts. I see nothing grotesque or vulgar. To me, it does not invite crude remarks. It show a woman, lost in her thoughts. There is a sensuality to this painting but, the artist shows the beauty of it and not the perverse.
I guess I chose this because that's where I am tonight. As I sit here, listening to the rain, my thoughts wondering over time. It just seems to fit my mood.
And as my thoughts wonder, I have a question......
Do you believe that you can feel the presence of someone so strongly, at times, that you know that in that moment, a connection is made. In that moment, that person is reaching out to you?
I guess it may have to do with the events of the past couple of weeks. And the death of Jeans Grandmother.
Miss Molly died yesterday. Jean will not be able to come home for the services. To do this she would have to go through the training she is about to finish, all over again with another unit. This would delay her deployment date and her return home next year. At the request of her family, she will not come home.
Jean is strong and will handle whatever she has too but, I know she's hurting inside. While she may not let those around her see's there. She loved her Grandmother very much.
Miss Molly was in her 90's. She was the editor of our small town paper at one time. She also wrote an article called "Mollies Jumbles". She and my Grandmother were buddies. My Grandmother also wrote a weekly article..."From The Desk Of Pearl Douglas". She would take me with her to Miss Mollie's office sometimes. Here they would discuss politics and catch up on the latest goings on in the town. To me this is gossip but, never would I have let these two hear me say that. Our paper is no longer issued but, Mollie's Jumbles" still appears in the county paper. Her daughter writes it now.
Jean is scheduled to come home for 7 days the 10th of this month. We've been making plans to get together for a girls night. I do get to talk to her from time to time. She sends e-mails and leaves messages on my answering service. While we'll all be glad to have her home, I know this will be a sad time for her for many reasons now. But, we all will be there....for whatever she needs.
That's the good thing about friends, don't you think? They're there for whatever you need. Maybe to just sit quietly together, no words....just the companionship of close friends. Or, being silly, having fun, leaving the troubles behind for a while. Then there's the times when you talk, really talk....concerns, worries, thoughts, dreams, ideas.
I would be interested hearing your thoughts on my question, the art and all of the above. For now I'm going to let the rain lull me to sleep.
Y'all take care.

Monday, February 12, 2007

Entry for February 13, 2007

Valentine Rose
Jack Vetrianno

How did Valentines day come into being? The way I see it there had to be more than cards, candy and roses. So, with my curious and inquisitive nature....I looked it up.....

History Of Valentine's day

Learn about how Valentines day came into practice as it is today. The origin of this lovers day goes back to as early as 270 A.D from when the history of this day begins. Just read on and discover the true meaning of this festival.

As early as the fourth century B.C., the Romans engaged in an annual young man's rite to passage to the God Lupercus. The names of the teenage women were placed in a box and drawn at random by adolescent men; thus, a man was assigned a woman companion for the duration of the year, after which another lottery was staged. After eight hundred years of this cruel practice, the early church fathers sought to end this practice... They found an answer in Valentine, a bishop who had been martyred some two hundred years earlier.

According to church tradition St. Valentine was a priest near Rome in about the year 270 A.D. At that time the Roman Emperor Claudius-II who had issued an edict forbidding marriage.
This was around when the heyday of Roman empire had almost come to an end. Lack of quality administrators led to frequent civil strife. Learning declined, taxation increased, and trade slumped to a low, precarious level. And the Gauls, Slavs, Huns, Turks and Mongolians from Northern Europe and Asian increased their pressure on the empire's boundaries. The empire was grown too large to be shielded from external aggression and internal chaos with existing forces. Thus more of capable men were required to be recruited as soldiers and officers. When Claudius became the emperor, he felt that married men were more emotionally attached to their families, and thus, will not make good soldiers. So to assure quality soldiers, he banned marriage.
Valentine, a bishop , seeing the trauma of young lovers, met them in a secret place, and joined them in the sacrament of matrimony. Claudius learned of this "friend of lovers," and had him arrested. The emperor, impressed with the young priest's dignity and conviction, attempted to convert him to the roman gods, to save him from certain execution. Valentine refused to recognize Roman Gods and even attempted to convert the emperor, knowing the consequences fully.
On February 24, 270, Valentine was executed.

"From your Valentine"
While Valentine was in prison awaiting his fate, he came in contact with his jailor, Asterius. The jailor had a blind daughter. Asterius requested him to heal his daughter. Through his faith he miraculously restored the sight of Asterius' daughter. Just before his execution, he asked for a pen and paper from his jailor, and signed a farewell message to her "From Your Valentine," a phrase that lived ever after.

Valentine thus become a Patron Saint, and spiritual overseer of an annual festival. The festival involved young Romans offering women they admired, and wished to court, handwritten greetings of affection on February 14. The greeting cards acquired St.Valentine's name.

The Valentine's Day card spread with Christianity, and is now celebrated all over the world. One of the earliest card was sent in 1415 by Charles, duke of Orleans, to his wife while he was a prisoner in the Tower of London. The card is now preserved in the British Museum.


A Red, Red Rose

Poem lyrics of A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns.

O, my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my Luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair as thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will love thess till, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run:

And fare thee well, my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Peace, Strength,.Tranquility....

The water...I love it...when the world is crashing in on me, emotions running wild...I want the water.....I find peace here and the thoughts in my head become a little clearer. I really can't explain this. I just know that when I'm broken....this is where I want to be.

The video following the pics, I stole from SweetP, with her permission....I just like it and it kinda fits with my love of the sea....

Y'all have a great day

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