"When the wind strays, fog's mantle is grey, on barren muddied days..." -Stewart Stafford
"The rain. It comes. The rain beats upon my brow, as it sings to me.." -R Raphe
"It seems to leave the darkness blacker than before..." - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ( Hound of the Baskervilles)
"Sweet breath, wind, fog...." -Stewart Stafford
"You make autumn mist taste like champagne..and turn winter rain into elixir itself.." - Sanober Khan
"The mist winds around the fog, and the fog winds around the mist and they dance.."
"A hound it was, an enormous coal black hound, butnot such a hound as mortal eyes had ever seen.." -Conan Doyle ( Hound of the Baskervilles)
"From the low curves of a wood there rose in the distance a grey, melancholy hill..." - Conan Doyle ( Hound)
"God is here, at our side. we can see him in this mist....His angels keep watch while we sleep..." -Paulo Coelho
"Spirit Dancing..." - Aspen Matis
"When the mist is so thick that we can't even see our own hands, sometimes we must be still.." -Shellinn Lubin
"Throw some further light on these dark places..."- Conan Doyle ( Hound)
"Outside, shadows drew their dark capes.....like ghosts come to ply the tender flesh of the living..." -Alistair Cross
"By the dusky moorland..." -Ruth Ann Oskolkoff
"Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth..." -Conan Doyle ( Hound of the Baskervilles)
"Fog, borne of fatigue..." -M. Klebber-Diggs
"When the fog finds its way and leaves you, you will find your way too..." -Mehmet Murat Idan
"And when the fog lifts, you shall find your way home...."
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Showing posts with label weather. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weather. Show all posts
Monday, January 29, 2024
Friday, March 6, 2020
I FALL....In .Celtic: "Titeann me"
TITEANN ME.....
I can hear thunder call, nothing to want this night.
In wonder and light I am
So still the water leads me.
Arise sweet sounds to the dance my heart now hear. I fall.
In a rush of drowsy rain my soul clings where love may sigh.
His name is here on the wind, and whispers fearless and far.
I fear no darkness here I was lost but now am found.A moment in your eyes, breathe on me, make me one.
A scent of morning snow, a scent of soaring here. My words will lift up your name, and fall. I fall.
Though I walk, shadows toss, speak to me lonely one.
The shore of the sea is long. From ancient days lost to time. The ashes drift from my eyes and lets me fall. I fall.
Give me bliss to bring me life. Give me joy as grace on the wind.
And here he comes with the call. For mercy follows my days.
And will the desert cry. Swaying angels ever heard. When restless comes the day, dust of the melting sky.
*And hush now , sleeping child, the valley soothes with bliss.
*His love you dream and then fall. A breath. I fall.
In Gaelic: *Agus hush anois, codlata leanbh, soothes an ghleann le bliss.A ghrá duit a aisling agus ansin titim. Anáil. Titeann mé.
Pronounced: Eggus hah a nesh, colla ta yannu, saw ush an ee blissh.A grey da ashling, eggus un chin chin me. Annal. Chin Chin meh.
Photographs 2020
I can hear thunder call, nothing to want this night.
In wonder and light I am
So still the water leads me.
Arise sweet sounds to the dance my heart now hear. I fall.
In a rush of drowsy rain my soul clings where love may sigh.
His name is here on the wind, and whispers fearless and far.
I fear no darkness here I was lost but now am found.A moment in your eyes, breathe on me, make me one.
A scent of morning snow, a scent of soaring here. My words will lift up your name, and fall. I fall.
Though I walk, shadows toss, speak to me lonely one.
The shore of the sea is long. From ancient days lost to time. The ashes drift from my eyes and lets me fall. I fall.
Give me bliss to bring me life. Give me joy as grace on the wind.
And here he comes with the call. For mercy follows my days.
And will the desert cry. Swaying angels ever heard. When restless comes the day, dust of the melting sky.
*And hush now , sleeping child, the valley soothes with bliss.
*His love you dream and then fall. A breath. I fall.
In Gaelic: *Agus hush anois, codlata leanbh, soothes an ghleann le bliss.A ghrá duit a aisling agus ansin titim. Anáil. Titeann mé.
Pronounced: Eggus hah a nesh, colla ta yannu, saw ush an ee blissh.A grey da ashling, eggus un chin chin me. Annal. Chin Chin meh.
Photographs 2020
Thursday, January 16, 2020
SNOW DAY II....
"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields.....covers them up till summer comes again?" -Lewis Caroll
(Alice's adventures in Wonderland)

"Snow was falling , so much like stars..." - Mary Oliver
"Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night...."
-― Novala Takemoto
"There's just something beautiful..." -― Carol Rifka Brunt,
"Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow.." - Roman Payne
"Thank goodness for the first snow.." ― Candace Bushnell
"The hollowness was in his arms, and the world was snowing.." -― William Goldman, The Princess Bride
"If snow melts down into water, does it remember being snow?" -― Jennifer McMahon
"A small and sinister snow was coming down....."
-Edward Gorey, Floating Worlds:
"Morning broke without a sun..." -― John Greenleaf Whittier
"It snowed all week..." - Truman Capote
"The wastes of snow were ghostly in the moonlight..."
― Maud Hart Lovelace
"Snow had fallen during the night. It covered everything as far as the eye could see..." ― Ezra Jack Keats, The Snowy Day
Photographs 2020
(Alice's adventures in Wonderland)
"Snow was falling , so much like stars..." - Mary Oliver
"Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night...."
-― Novala Takemoto
"There's just something beautiful..." -― Carol Rifka Brunt,
"Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow.." - Roman Payne
"Thank goodness for the first snow.." ― Candace Bushnell
"The hollowness was in his arms, and the world was snowing.." -― William Goldman, The Princess Bride
"If snow melts down into water, does it remember being snow?" -― Jennifer McMahon
"A small and sinister snow was coming down....."
-Edward Gorey, Floating Worlds:
"Morning broke without a sun..." -― John Greenleaf Whittier
"It snowed all week..." - Truman Capote
"The wastes of snow were ghostly in the moonlight..."
― Maud Hart Lovelace
"Snow had fallen during the night. It covered everything as far as the eye could see..." ― Ezra Jack Keats, The Snowy Day
Photographs 2020
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birds,
Cats in Snow,
Ice,
jays,
nature,
Snow,
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