Daydreaming / Nature is Perfect
The sun shines The water flows The flowers sing I dream of yellow Of blue and green And amazing things Just for a moment There is no war No hate no strife Only beauty exists Nature is perfect I feel so alive
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In My Dreams There is Silence - reTweeting Alison Jardine
I logged on to Twitter yesterday and one of the first things I saw was this post by the amazingly talented Alison Jardine. It felt a little like she'd read my mind in writing this captivating caption. Having lived in New Zealand where it is often much quieter than in the middle of Europe, I sometimes miss the connection to nature and to the environment that somehow feels more 'available' there than here. I'll find myself day-dreaming about deserted beaches where all you hear is the sound of the waves, the wind and a few birds in the distance. In my dreams there is silence, indeed! 'In My Dreams There is Silence' 22"x30" charcoal, graphite & coffee pic.twitter.com/DieLMaT79C #art . — Alison Jardine (@alisonjardine) March 3, 2015
Dealing with autism / Asperger's Syndrome: This mother got it right... And that makes me happy!
On navigating meltdowns when your child has autism. http://t.co/qd0iACmx9R #JDAM15 pic.twitter.com/VFtW3kjYbx — Kveller (@Kveller) February 5, 2015 Growing up, I knew I was a little different from others. I didn't always react or respond as I was expected to. I didn't always understand sarcasm or social cues or say the right thing. I preferred reading to group sports, didn't like being touched by strangers, would insult people without noticing they were insulted, loved learning but hated school, was (and am) pretty much obsessed with Star Trek, loved learning about people and society but sometimes had trouble understanding others... Today I understand that I wasn't strange or dumb or weird or unsocial or unfriendly or awkward or stupid or silly or anything of the sort. I was simply me, simply being true to myself, simply too young and innocent to understand that all people are special, individual, unique and amazing. I was too young to understand tha...
Holiday! Celebrate!
As part of my recovery from surgery, I've been daydreaming a lot about happier times to come. It is now six weeks since surgery and while I am by no means all better again (far from it, sadly), I am definitely noticing a lot of improvements in how I'm doing emotionally, mentally and physically. Daydreaming is one thing that keeps me going even when I'm sore or feeling depressed or wondering if my leg will ever get better. One thing I am daydreaming about is our next holiday. While it looks like that holiday will be months away yet, I am enjoying dreaming about where I want to go and what we'll do there. We've both been to France several times and would like to go again. I've been to Euro Disney and to Normandy so would like to see a different part of France next. As I love the sea and am looking forward to enjoying swimming and sunshine, my vote goes to the south-east of France. The French Riviera aka the part of France that borders the Mediterranean Sea...
Prinsessenjurken!
Ik ben sinds ik als jong meisje met Disney prinsessen opgroeide gek op prinsessenjurken. Ik ben ook stapelgek op trouwjurken, baljurken en galajurken. De Troonswisseling vandaag 30 april 2013 was een fantastische gelegenheid om ontzettend mooie jurken te zien! Er waren veel Kroonprinsen- en prinsessen dus per definitie erg veel prinsessenjurken te zien. Ik heb mijn hart kunnen ophalen! Ik hoop nog wat zinnigs te kunnen schrijven over de woorden van onze nieuwe Koning en over wat deze gebeurtenis voor mij persoonlijk betekent. Dat zal later komen. Voor nu zal ik het erbij laten de kledingkeuze van onze nieuwe Koningin te bejubelen. De ontzettend mooie blauwe jurk met mantel gedragen bij de Inhuldiging en de magisch mooie creatie (met Argentijnse invloed?) die Máxima 's avonds aanhad waren alle twee ontzettend mooi. Ik heb er in ieder geval twee jurken bij voor mijn "Als ik een prinses was, dan..." lijstje van jurken waar ik in het dagelijks leven alleen maar van k...
Majestic Minis !!!!!!
Source: WheelTronix While I am by no means a car enthusiast or even a car person , I do love Minis and other small cars. Not the newer models so much, but the older ones I will simply drool over. I used to live in the same street as a guy who did up old Minis. Whether for sport, for fun or for a living I have no idea -- I never asked. I walked past his Mini standing in the street every day and checked out the developments. New paint job, headlights, front seats, doors - I loved seeing the changes and the new things he'd done that day or that week. After a while the current project would be finished. Everyone admired the shiny, beautiful car and a few weeks later a new project-car would appear. Dented, dusty, rusty and worn - it looked like heaven to my 11 year-old eyes. To this day, every time I walk past a Mini Cooper, a Morris Minor, VW Bug or a Renault 4CV, I stop and stare... And dream of one day owning one, just like I did when I was eleven years old and saw how hap...