If there’s one thing that I can’t resist its a rose, her beauty and her perfume. This week saw the last of the rose blooms in the garden, and the scent of black beauty just had to be brought inside to perfume the whole house for the last time before Spring blooms again. Hope you have some special time on the weekend, some leisure time to walk around your garden, and maybe smell the roses. Yvette…x
As she sits in front of her lifeline to a magical world of people with talents, inspirations and affirmations. She sits on a shaken limb of doubt and fear. In her mind, there are inner voices , some soft whispers, others roaring screams. A childhood memory carved deep within, a world of competition,innocence and sadness. A destructive world feeling second best, of non achieving, playing with shadows.The faded memories of laughter and song, of happiness. Memories that she thought had been pushed behind a high sturdy wall, never to crumble,memories that had been locked away in a box and the key thrown away, never to be opened again. She knows how hard it’s been to block out those voices and dance in front of those shadows. The sacrifices that she’s made and new promises that she’s kept to herself, to never go back to that world. So why, is life a circle? Why do those whispers become a hum of destruction. She always thought life was a path, and at crossroads, decisions were made. Turn …
I was given this message from a friend some years ago and have passed it on over the years…I send it to YOU. To who wakes in the morning and smiles and says thanks at the end of every day, to who still says hello and greets with a kiss, to who can listen without interrupting, to who welcomes the toils and lives with joy, to who gives a little bit of time to who needs it, to who see’s black only in the darkness, to who believes that the days more beautiful are still to come, to who is convinced that the more beautiful seas are still to be navigated. To who doesn’t wait till Christmas to be ones improved self Merry Christmas With love, Yvette…x
It’s hard to believe that today we’ve had a first snow fall and it’s November. Bitterly cold winds and temperatures and yes…snow. Thank goodness not enough to make a snowman, but enough to send us in a quiet frenzy of carefulness and patience on the roads. I love the snow, the clean crispness of the garden covered in all it’s whiteness. I took these photo’s last week, just as the sun was breaking through a cloudy foggy morning. Just a little ray of sunshine! To start another day…. Yvette..x
One of the first vivid images I have of seeing the magnificent Dolomites was on my initial holiday here in Italy. I hadn’t seen anything like this wondrous, spectacular mountain cluster before. There’s such a magical feeling when you see this mountain range, I just stared in awe at it’s beauty. Having the opportunity to visit again this special place, we take a drive to see the “queen of the dolomites”, the highest peak in this range, Mount Marmolada. Her highest point 3343m…my feet stay on the ground, and better to have a lot of climbing experience to see her great beauty close up. “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain “The fruit of silence is tranquility.” – Arabian Proverb “The more tranquil a man becomes, the greater is his success, his influence, his power …
Nothing like a change of weather. With a continuous drizzle, windy and overcast grey day we decided to warm our stomachs with fresh roasted chestnuts. Roasting until the skins charcoal and split… An afternoon spent with family, roasting chestnuts a chat and some laughter… Yvette…x
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