“When a man wants to murder a tiger, he calls it sport; when the tiger wants to murder him, he calls it ferocity. The distinction between crime and justice is no greater.” – George Bernard
beautiful
Autumn Morning Photography – Inspiring Words
photo by maksimilijanus
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape, the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it – the whole story doesn’t show.
Andrew Wyeth
2 Day Old Baby Egyptian Arabian Horse [video]
Watch this beautiful white mare from Arizona as she prepares her young colt for a life of beauty and perfection… because that is what horses are, perfect creatures!
Funny and Cute Picture: Cat Chewing on Wires
photo by marina08
Naughty naughty! Here’s the answer to “why is my garden all messy and full of fur balls lately?”! Blame this cat who has no shame and eats your wires…
Cute, huh?
Cute, huh?
Hello Glittering e-Card for Friends
Hello and have a great morning/day/afternoon/evening/night! It doesn’t matter on what part of the Globe you are, if you are close or far, if you are just having your morning coffee or if you say your goodnight prayers… By seeing this card, you’ll know someone thinks of YOU, in this huge world…
The Fifth Letter – Beautiful and Sad Love Poem
photo by Ali QJo
I sit at my desk, with a candle lit
Since you joined the navy, I can’t rest a bit.
It is close to midnight, and I miss you so
I wish you’d come back and then never go.
Our garden’s blooming, with the roses red,
Like the ones you gave me… remember? When we met…
Your mom caught a cold, but she said “Don’t worry
My son, focus there, and return in glory!”
Now I write again, this is my fifth letter
Do you know a way how to make this better?
Darling there’s no way for me to ease this pain
Since you joined the navy, it all seems in vain.
I stare at your picture, every single day
You’re close in my heart, but so far away…
Did your captain say when you can come home?
Darling you must ask, I feel so alone!
But what’s wrong with me, this is the fifth letter
That I write to you, and I don’t feel better…
All I do is write and then pile them in a box
The war is long over, but your ship hit rocks…
Darling how I miss you, since you joined the navy,
And you’ll never know that we have a baby…
Since you joined the navy, I can’t rest a bit.
It is close to midnight, and I miss you so
I wish you’d come back and then never go.
Our garden’s blooming, with the roses red,
Like the ones you gave me… remember? When we met…
Your mom caught a cold, but she said “Don’t worry
My son, focus there, and return in glory!”
Now I write again, this is my fifth letter
Do you know a way how to make this better?
Darling there’s no way for me to ease this pain
Since you joined the navy, it all seems in vain.
I stare at your picture, every single day
You’re close in my heart, but so far away…
Did your captain say when you can come home?
Darling you must ask, I feel so alone!
But what’s wrong with me, this is the fifth letter
That I write to you, and I don’t feel better…
All I do is write and then pile them in a box
The war is long over, but your ship hit rocks…
Darling how I miss you, since you joined the navy,
And you’ll never know that we have a baby…
Baby Owls Rescued From Being Crushed – Video
A pair of fluffy owl siblings were almost crushed to death there was a nest built on top of them. The tiny Tawny chicks had their nest engulfed when the larger birds decided they made for perfect soft bedding. But the plucky birds were rescued by animal experts from the Scottish SPCA, who said they found them “left for dead”.
Mystical Love – Gorgeous Poem and Picture
Your skin glows like a fresh cherry,
Blossoms tasty as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your crystal clear voice
And leaps like a young colt at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great butterfly wing.
I am comforted by your hat that I carry into the twilight of songbeams.
I hold next to my lips.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of sorrow.
As my eyes fall from my old scarf, it reminds me of your love.
In the quiet, I listen for the last note of the day.
My heated arms leap to yours.
I wait in the moonlight for our secret sign
So that we may run as one, arms to arms,
In search of the magnificent, pure and mystical love.
Blossoms tasty as the rose in the purest hope of spring.
My heart follows your crystal clear voice
And leaps like a young colt at the whisper of your name.
The evening floats in on a great butterfly wing.
I am comforted by your hat that I carry into the twilight of songbeams.
I hold next to my lips.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of sorrow.
As my eyes fall from my old scarf, it reminds me of your love.
In the quiet, I listen for the last note of the day.
My heated arms leap to yours.
I wait in the moonlight for our secret sign
So that we may run as one, arms to arms,
In search of the magnificent, pure and mystical love.
Beautiful Spring Birdy Picture (postcard)
photo by Mirror_Lake
Spring is the season of coming back to life, of enjoying bright beautiful colors and the mild sunshine! Spring is a season of joy and love, of care and appreciation. I wish you a beautiful spring and may all your days bloom like the cherry trees in spring!
Rain – Beautiful Poem and Pictures
photo by mechtaniya
I woke up this morning
Reaching for a hug.
As the rain was pouring,
I thought I saw a bug.
So I stared a little better
Out the window in the rain.
But it was just a feather…
And I felt a weird pain.
The alarm was set to 8
But it was barely 7.
I tried to put my thoughts all straight
And picture me in heaven.
I tried to smile and understand
Why all the things have changed,
I tried to stop and not expand
The pain that was so strange.
Can I be ready for tomorrow
If I regret today?
I locked away my sorrow,
As faith was coming, on the way…
I fully opened all my windows
And received the chilly rain.
I could swear I saw some halos
Or maybe I was just insane…
Reaching for a hug.
As the rain was pouring,
I thought I saw a bug.
So I stared a little better
Out the window in the rain.
But it was just a feather…
And I felt a weird pain.
The alarm was set to 8
But it was barely 7.
I tried to put my thoughts all straight
And picture me in heaven.
I tried to smile and understand
Why all the things have changed,
I tried to stop and not expand
The pain that was so strange.
Can I be ready for tomorrow
If I regret today?
I locked away my sorrow,
As faith was coming, on the way…
I fully opened all my windows
And received the chilly rain.
I could swear I saw some halos
Or maybe I was just insane…
photo by spring_peeper