A feast for the inhabitants of the forest

We do it every year. Here I've written more about.

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Silence song of trees

Silence song of trees

in sleeping time so quiet but

your heart can hear it

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With this post I'm going in a break for a few days, enjoy your time :-)

Life wants

I hope someday you see this is all life wants:

for you to be your own kind of beautiful & not the kind

that makes you forget who you are.

- storypeople -

Made for Art Piaskownica

Snow was falling...

Snow was falling,

so much like stars

filling the dark trees

that one could easily imagine

its reason for being was nothing more

than prettiness.

- Mary Oliver -

(Photos from my archive, actually we haven't snow)

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Friday Five, red and a Christmas song

Good morning,

it's Friday again and time for Willy Nilly Friday, Five on Friday and Soulfood Friday.

Today without big words - I haven't always the energy for writing...

Three red images, I like the warmth of red in cold wintertime

and Christmas seems for me always as an "red holiday"

A beautiful "red" video you can see here

At last a Polish Christmas song, what I like.

Have a wonderful soul-warming Christmas all :-)

Last begonies...

Deep in their roots all flowers keep the light.

- Theodore Roethke -

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Glass...

If you treat glass right, it doesn't crack. If you know the properties, you can make things; the color of dusk and night and love. But you can't control people like that and I really, really wish you could. I want the world to be glass.

- Cath Crowley - "Graffiti Moon"

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Little German ABC

W is for Wald

Wald [valt] der <–(e)s, Wälder> wood(s), forest

Similiar words in German and English I found:

Wort [vɔʳt] - word

warm [vaʳm]

Wes·ten [ˈvɛstn̩] - west
 Wolf [vɔlf] - wolf

Sorry, I'm late and I haven't managed to participiate in all issues of last weeks.

Posted for Mrs. Nesbitt's ABC Wednesday

Seventeen months...

They were Circassians.

For over 130 years lived in Syria.

Than the town bombed, their homes destroyed.

Families dead.

They had nothing to lose,

held each other's hands and went on the way.

They did not join a group,

didn't payd for smugglers to drown in the sea.

They took the landway, simply walked away

passing destroyed towns, across deserts

over mountains, trough valleys...

Rivers they crossed

peaceful or rough countries.

For seventeen months they were on the way.

Had good people met and bad

they saw destructed life, violence so many.

Forced into hiding and going away.

Nowhere they could stay.

The path was staying the goal.

They came to the land of their ancestors

but there wasn't just a good place.

They moved further north

feet they wore far.

Fatigue and dust of the journey in their faces.

In the endless vast they stopped for a break.

Leaning against each other, they sat in front of their small tent

under the large tent of stars

and she asked:

Do you hear them singing?

And he heard it too.

Far in the distance.

someone was singing.

And through the song sounds a little bit

like home.

Witten for Wednesday Wit and Wisdom

The exercise is to write a story to a picture.

Today I've changed it and wrote to a song.

Helleborus orientalis

Sweet flowers of spring

Seeds are waiting in frozen

eart for their time

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Trees, steam and afternoonlight

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