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Thursday, 7 April 2016

Thursday...a day in my garden;

It was another April day....

“In most gardens", the Tiger-lily said, "they make the beds too soft-so that the flowers are always asleep.” 
― Lewis CarrollAlice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass





Do not let weeds argue about their usefulness! Ts







A garden is mainly not a paradise, it is a place of bloody hard work. It is only a Paradise for a very short time when the work is finished,  tools are cleaned,  oiled and returned to their hooks in the shed. I sitting in the most comfortable  chair and sipping an icy cold drink...nearly Paradise. Ts



I never follow fashion trends in my garden; I decide what I like and I know what my garden likes. Ts



Roses are  most perfect  at any stage; Ts



Yes, mass plantings of the same kind may look great, but just a tad boring. Ts




A garden is a personal effort, it is sensuous to the person who created it. Ts





There is a touch of wistfulness in the garden on a grey and rainy day. Ts




©Photos/ Text  #mygarden Ts Titania-Everyday

Tuesday, 5 April 2016

Tuesday...pink..





A pink cloud floating in a deep blue sky early in the morning, deeming the  advancing day sweet and full of expectations. Ts



©Photo/Text Ts/ Titania-Everyday

Monday, 4 April 2016

The Magic of Books...






Tides of  War  a Novel by Stella Tillyard




Page 279/280

...and I Goya do my bit for the illustrious Monarch with my oils and brush...
they demand a crown and scepter...nothing equestrian  to annoy me (Goya did not like to paint horses!).. and I would not honour the King with the loyalty of a dog...and I rushed it out in fifteen  days..eight thousand reals for me...pretent to rejoice and so do I. 
But under the palace runs a river of blood, thick and scarlet...The monster of war will stride over the land, a pitiless colossus who devours all humanity.
And I Goya? I am past seventy, deaf and have money to make.

Page 328

...as he turned the lock in the heavy old door weariness crawled over him...One group of men imposed their will upon another by force. War never finishes...it never will. It simply moves about the world like the ocean current...now one country, now another...Why?...
to declare peace, to think it is ever possible? 
All that is folly.


A great Novel, families affected by wars like it was like it is and continues ..


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