An Old Irish Blessing ... May the road rise up to meet you.May the wind always be at your back.May the sun shine warm upon your face,and rains fall soft upon your fields.And until we meet again,May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

"It is said some lives are linked across time. There are certain people connected by an ancient calling that echoes through the ages....destiny."

Life is a fleeting moment. Why live life in moderation and control when it lasts so short a time. Love until you drown in the happiness, laugh until the air you breath escapes you, cry until your tears are dry and live like the next second death will take your soul. Life is yours to live, and live it you must, not in the fear of what is to come next. That Next Place is waiting for you. It waits, in the hope that you will come fulfilled and ready, not in longing and regret.

Thank You For Being a FRIEND!*°•.¸☆ ★ ☆¸.•°*”˜˜”*°•.¸☆♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵Ʒ..•°*"˜ ☆ ¸..•´¨¨)) -:¦:-.(ړײ)/       ¸.•´….•´¨¨)).«▓       ((¸¸.•´ ¸.•´.-:¦:-. ╝╚ ….. ... `♥♪♫-´¯

Wishing you a wonderful new week..Like little birds, we only fly when we get shaken out of our nests; and develop the strongest wings only when we try them against the wind. The dove in a fable, was perturbed because the wind ruffled its feathers, but without that air it could neither soar nor live. In struggle, it is prudent to not wish away every opposition. It is better to meet and master our difficulties that faith can be made stronger through conflict.~Leroy Brownlow~With much love allways

Monday, August 31, 2009

Spring is finally here ..... Wattle Day

1st September is the start of Spring, but Wattle Day sounds nice too, that when the little yellow round puffs appear on the wattle trees in New South Wales. It depends on what part of Australia you live, Queensland the flowers come out in August already, and down in Victoria, it's closer to October. But offically it's the start of Spring, 1 September. I went hunting for a poem about wattles but could only come up with this one by Amy Mack.

"Spring is here! Spring is here!
And the skies are blue and clear.
Winter with it's cold is past.
And the summer's coming fast.

"Spring is here! Spring is here!
Flowers are opening everywhere,
New buds sprout upon the trees,
Butterflies float in the breeze.

"Spring is here! Spring is here!
Each bird calls unto his dear,
Little mate, I love you best,
Come with me and build a nest."

(Taken from Bushland Stories by Amy Eleanor Mack, written/published over 70 years ago. Amy Mack's stories were amongst the first to introduce children to the unique nature of the Australian Bush. With beautiful illustralions by Joyce Dennys)

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