Haiku: Glory.

Glory.

 

These are shy flowers –

Made into a daisy chain

For tangled red hair.

 

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Is It A Ghost?

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Japanese woman walks through a ghost. On film.

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That is weird!

More Of The Same.

Hey,Hey,

 

And so it goes on …. and on.

We have a most wonderful day again today.

It is real designer stuff, with all of the things you would request if you were ordering one from a ‘blue skies’ provider.

 

Such enjoyable sunshine and heat.

 

I know that a lot of people are of the opinion that we are getting this strange weather because of the tragedy of Global Warming, and others feel that the end-of-the-world is very nigh, but that does not change the visible and enjoyable aspects of a day such as today.

It is happening and it is here to enjoy …. so, sufficient to the day it is.

I mean, if we spent the day lamenting the fact that it is happening, it would make no difference at all, except we would willfully ignore such beauty on one of the all-too-few days of our life.

 

It is like old ivory.

 

I have spoken to people who are of the opinion that all such historical ivory should be promptly destroyed because of how it was obtained, but surely that would be even more destructive to destroy it all, in that there would be nothing left to show of the wonder of those particular animals and the beauty of many of the resulting artefacts.

But it is hard to say, because their argument against that is that it makes them unbearably sad to see such things and remember what was done to so many animals.

There are so many points of view on so many disparate things.

 

Anyway, I have told you how I feel, and now Big H and I intend to have lunch soon and then enjoy a leisurely walk in the countryside.

It is also very beautiful at the moment, because all of the trees are slowly unfurling their fresh green leaves and everything is just bursting with new life.

I hope you also have the dream day of your own choice.

LOL,

J.

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Harrod’s Could Not Do It Better.

Hey,

 

OMG …. what a STELLAR day.

 

The grass is neon green, the sky is luminously blue, and everything is even better than perfect.

Do you know, if you ordered a perfect day from Harrods, they could not do it better,

And it is totally free!

 

This morning, after breakfast, Big H and I went around to the garden to continue the spring tidy-up, and we have rarely had a better idea.

We have had a wonderful morning which ended up with both of us lying on the newly mown grass reading our Kindles while toasting ourselves in the sunshine.

 

Big H then suggested that we come back home so that he could make us some lunch.

It turned out that he had a real urge to eat some poached eggs on buttered toast.

I mean, I am not going to disagree am I, especially as he is preparing it for us.

 

I thought that I would just have time to write you a post before the food is ready and say that I hope that you are also having a similarly fine day …. possibly minus the eggs of course!

 

Later Big H is going back to continue with his pursuit of a fine suntan, but I may just stay here and laze about doing nothing.

It will all depend upon how full I feel after the meal, ‘cos I also intend to have my usual ‘2 pint mugs of Lapsang’ overload.

Hey, I know that my tea consumption is excessive but there are worse addictions and I do not have any sugar or milk in it either.

 

Yesterday, I did read that this amazing weather is not going to last much longer and that we can expect snow at Eastertide …. but hey, nothing’s perfect for ever!

J,.

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haiku: Hallmark Advice.

Hallmark Advice.

 

Grow your own love tree –

The more fruit you give away

The more fruit it grows.

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All Teeth And Eyes!

Hello, Hello,

 

My goodness, what an outstandingly beautiful day today …. there is heat, blue skies and wonderful sunshine, even in the early part of the morning.

When you consider that I have also had the most outstanding weekend, then all is pretty much perfect!

 

Big H and I have been enjoying a visit from the family and it was great fun …. we even had my brother here for a few hours too …. and he took us all out for a meal to top it off.

 

The only downside is that the house always seems to be very quiet for a short time afterwards, until everything goes back to normal once again.

This morning I have an appointment at the dentist’s, and I am hoping that this will be the last one.

It is funny really, but even when I know that there is no chance of any drilling or injections etc when I get there, I still don’t feel exactly happy to be there and the moment of leaving is always a very welcome one.

It must be the old memories of the less-than-caring dental treatments of my childhood coming to the surface even now.

 

I should also have been going to the opticians this afternoon, for the resolution of my recent prescription problem, but they rang to cancel it yesterday due to the optician being off work all of a sudden.

Annoyingly, there was no open appointment left for another 10 days, and it will have to be on a Saturday morning too.

If I had not accepted that one I would have had to wait yet another two wait almost a month to see someone, never mind it being one of their best opticians, which was what I was told it would need to be because of the cost of them correcting their mistakes.

As it takes a few weeks to have my very thin lenses made to such a high prescription, I shall end up having had to wear five-year old prescription spectacles for a few months …. not great!

 

Never mind, with eyes as short-sighted as mine I don’t think I would have lasted very long in medieval times because I would never be able to see well enough to hide or run away in order to avoid bad things.

So I am grateful really to modern optometry, even with these occasional glitches.

 

I shall have to go now or I shall miss my appointment …. but, as it is so very sunny that we can drive there with the top down.

WHOOPIE!!!!

And keep your own sunny-side up too!

J,

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Haiku: Trust.

Trust.

 

To reach out a hand –

In the hope of finding out

That someone is there.

 

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BPoMD 120: Running With Wolves.

Running With Wolves.

 

Nothing ached this morning

So I ran up the stairs

On all fours

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BPoMD 119. FurryPurry.

FurryPurry.

 

An unexpected meeting

With the nicest of cats

In a quiet garden.

 

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BPoMD 118. Keep The Homefires Burning.

keep the homefires burning.

 

that elusive tang of woodsmoke,

drifting, as you hurry home

on a cold winter’s night

 

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