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, January 18, 2010

I dream of living in a cottage.


How would you describe living in the past in this lovely cottage, the roof has faded to a dusty pink. A garden full of beautiful flowers and railing out the front. Maybe a pretty pink banksia rose climbing over a hedge at the back. Somewhere inside the smell of homemade scones being servived with a little strawberry jam and cream. I know I fell in love with this painting and had to buy it. The artist is Mrs Carmel Busfield from Sydney.


To my great supprise I found an email from Mrs Carmel Busfield Wow can you believe that! Telling me she saw her painting on my blog. First thing I thought maybe she might not be so happy about that, but then it's so pretty. So I email her back and asking if that alright with her. I am still pinching myself, what are the chances of such a lovely artist reading my blog and finding her painting there. I hope we could maybe someday meet for cup of tea and maybe share that scones, jam and cream.


Until nexttime

Rina


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