Monday...sparkles;

Monday the start of a fresh, new week. Let's go....


THE FLOWER.      
  

Once in a golden hour
  I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
  The people said, a weed.

To and fro they went
  Thro' my garden-bower,
And muttering discontent
  Cursed me and my flower.

Then it grew so tall
  It wore a crown of light,
But thieves from o'er the wall
  Stole the seed by night.

Sow'd it far and wide
  By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried
  `Splendid is the flower.'

Read my little fable:
  He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
  For all have got the seed.

And some are pretty enough,
  And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
  Call it but a weed.

Poetry by   Alfred, Lord Tennyson


Photo TS "my garden"

  

Sunday; Hope;

"Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring."
— Marilyn Monroe

Surrealism; Vladimir Kush;

Friday; Plaisir....

Chinese Painting, Zouchuanan-flowers


"I find television very educating. Every time somebody turns on the set, I go into the other room and read a book."
— Groucho Marx

Thursday; feeling good...

"Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life."
— Mark Twain

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Wednesday; I am thinking about this one;

"I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells.

— Dr. Seuss

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Tuesday; Exercise;

"Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away." 

— Robert Maynard Hutchins

Monday...monday... blues;

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all." 

— Oscar Wilde

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