Saturday, 13 August 2011
Friday, 12 August 2011
Happy Birthday Leos
Thanks to all of you for your sunshine, to Steve, always xxx, to Brenna, beautiful Grand-daughter - hugs! Happy Birthday Susannah, lovely lioness! Happy Birthday Neeti, wise and generous spirit , May your Great Star shine on you now and forever.
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.
Albert Einstein
You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance and write poems and suffer and understand, for all that is life.
Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.
Paramahansa Yogananda
Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better.
Albert Einstein
You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance and write poems and suffer and understand, for all that is life.
J.Krishnamurti
Has it gone?
Peeking out from under the blankets as Mars stomps away from the Grand Cross. Anyone still in any doubt about astrology?
Saturday, 6 August 2011
Friday, 5 August 2011
Sunday, 31 July 2011
Leo New Moon
The Sun, Moon, and Venus are fine and dandy, sending pleasantries to Uranus. The Sun's already shining bright as you drop down from the High Moor towards the sea and along the farm lane the pigs and cattle are dozing in the shade. Two pounds in a box at the farm gate will get you a day's parking in a little field beside the lane and off you go, through a scrabble of hens and a waddle of ducks onto the track which drops down, down to the cove below.
It's not for the faint hearted, this track, it starts easy and gets tough if you have short legs - being hewn from the cliff face by miners and fishermen with no consideration of 21st century pleasure seekers. Often the cove is deserted, but today is different. Intrepid families have braved the mile long, rocky path and the separation from phone signals,shops and electricity to spend a good old-fashioned day on the beach.
Tuesday, 26 July 2011
thick as a bag
Hereabouts they describe fog as 'thick as a bag' and that is what we encountered on the cliffs at Morvah when we took our painting stuff out at the weekend. So the painting's a bit impressionist - fine by me. It was still nice; quiet and still - the sea way below just shushing onto the rocks and a baby skylark in the bracken behind me frantically calling for his Mum and food.
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