Saturday, 9 April 2011

Sepia Saturday; Happiness;

   I like this photo of my mother and her first Love. It was probably 1930.
   This is not my father. My mother and this man were not allowed to be together. So, my mother left and
   went to Switzerland where she met my father and they married later.
   Sometimes she went back to her hometown and on the photos one can see when she met H. again, that
   they  still had a soft spot for each other.
   I think it would have been nice for her to marry her first love. Alas I would not be here then!

Please visit Sepia Saturday to go back in time;

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Photo from my family archive.

Tuesday, 5 April 2011

Wednesday; fairy tales...

Jacek Yerka

"If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales."
— Albert Einstein

"Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten."
— G.K. Chesterton

"I have always imagined that Paradise will be some kind of library."
— Jorge Luis Borges

Tuesday; out of the box...

    ....came this little porcelain Dachshund. It was given to me at Christmas 1958.
    My father died in September and we had a sad time. Christmas came along and  we spend Christmas Day
    with my aunt, the older sister of my mother, as we did not want to celebrate Christmas at home without my
    father. My aunt was not the person to make presents to her nieces. I was very surprised when she presented me with this little Dachshund. She knew I love dogs. The little dog has survived all my moves around the world. It has again its proper place and I swear sometimes it winks at me!

Monday, 4 April 2011

Monday; another day to enjoy....

A visitor on the Olive tree got big and fat on the tough Olive leaves. I am not sure if it will be a very big butterfly or a very big moth. I am always thrilled when I see nature at work.

One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. "Which road do I take?" she asked. "Where do you want to go?" was his response. "I don't know," Alice answered. "Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."

Lewis Carroll

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