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Saturday, January 29, 2011

Love Letters






"When someone loves you,
the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name
is safe in their mouth."
- unknown


"When you love somebody,
your eyelashes go up and down,
and stars come out of you."
(what an image) - Karen age 7



With Valentine's Day coming up soon, 
 my thoughts turned to love and things of that nature.
Which led me to dig out a pile of old love letters given to me by My Knight, many years ago, before we were married.


Within a few weeks of our courtship,
My Knight was called up
for National Service.(Nasho)



So we had to continue to get to know each other through letters.


Many, many letters.



Written when he was only 20 years old and I was all of 14.
(have I shocked you?)
The romance was enhanced
with our written words to each other.

Absence did indeed,
 make the heart grow fonder.



When I was around 16 years of age, I told my mother that he was the one I wanted to marry. She just laughed and said I was too young and that I didn't know what I was talking about.
My big brother would taunt me (as big brothers are prone to do) by singing the words of the old song by Donny and Marie Osmond, 'Puppy Love'.




But no amount of mocking
could kill the love we had for each other,

and we were married when I turned 17. Yes, 17.
(have I shocked you again?)






As the old saying goes: 'Time will tell'.
 Now over 36 years later,
I have proven that what I knew then, was true.

He has always been and still is,



My Knight in shining armour.

Ok, so I'll admit that there were moments




through the years when the shine became a bit tarnished,
but never too dull for me.




(The 1970's  gave us some shocking fashion!)

As I shuffled through the pile of letters,
I came across a poem written by My Knight,
about 12 years after we were married.
I can recall, it was for a special Valentine's Night that we had organised for our church, as the 14th February coincided with a Saturday night, in that particular year.
With tables clothed in white and adorned with candelabra,



 large pink cardboard cutout cupids,



and red and pink balloons


together with hearts and streamers draped around the room,
the room was transformed
into a dining room fit for a fairytale.




The ladies had baked and iced
heart shaped cookies prior to the delightful evening.




Everyone dressed in their very best,


and brought along a salad to share.



The men donned aprons
to cook the meat on the BBQ,
and after a wonderful meal,



served by our waitress' and waiters 
(aka the youth of the church),



while we sipped our tea and coffee
and nibbled on our heart shaped cookies,




it was time for some love poems to be read out.


Quite a few men had taken up
the challenge of writing a poem for their loved one.



Most of the poetry was funny and quite charming.

Below is a photo of the original poem
handwritten by My Knight.








A word of warning:
It may sound a bit blokey and on the corny side to you...but I think it is sweet.


A Poem For Vicki

"Well here I stand,
looking back twelve odd years down the track,
and just exactly what do I see?
I see a roughian..oh! that must be me.
A petite young blonde I also see.
Wow! She's some sheila,
she'll do me.
Well, we got together as young-uns do,
had our traumas, argued and blued.
But we grew up,
funny about that.
Everyone does it, as a matter of fact.
Her nickname was 'kitten',
it suited her fine.
All I could think was,
she had to be mine.
Well, the girl become a woman, as girls tend to do.
I said "I love you".
and she said "Me too".
So we got us married on the 6th December,
I know it's that date...I gotta remember,
'cos if I forget...then there'd be trouble,
I'd have to buy flowers on the double.
Well, we've now got two kids to help us along,
but they're no real trouble.
They're were they belong.
And our love for each other is just as it was, in them early days.
Who says persistance never pays?"



I did warn you.
Pretty corny but so cute.

Do you have a stash of old love letters
that you have forgotten about?
Or perhaps,
a Valentine's Day card or two,
from years ago?

Maybe a sweet poem written for you by your loved one?

If so, I would love for you to share it with me.

"When you love someone, all your saved up wishes start coming out."
- Elizabeth Bowen



PS...just a reminder that my very first 'giveaway' will be drawn after
Valentine's Day.
If you leave a comment
you will be in the draw.
(click on highlighted word to be taken to 'giveaway')



 




Tuesday, December 21, 2010

With Us




A sign shall be given.
a virgin will concieve
a human baby bearing
undiminished diety.
The Glory of the nations.
A Light for all to see
and Hope for all who will
embrace His warm reality.



God's own fool
(Click on above links)

Saturday, August 21, 2010

"Have you seen my childhood?"


"When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn’t the old home you missed, but your childhood." – Sam Ewing


These wonderful photographs taken by Lissy Elle,
evoke times from my childhood.


I love how we are able to recapture moments from our childhood,
through sweet memories.


"It’s essential that a part of you not grow up.
Childhood wonder gives us our spark and beauty." – Robin Quivers



"Childhood is the world of miracle and wonder;
as if creation rose, bathed in the light, out of the darkness,
utterly new and fresh and astonishing.
The end of childhood is when things cease to astonish us." –Eugene Ionesco



"There are perhaps no days of our childhood we lived so fully
as those we spent with a favourite book." – Marcel Proust
Above: A photograph of my childhood home.


Above: Taken around 1960...Thats me wearing the white pompoms on my red hood. This photo was taken in our then, front yard.

Below: Taken  around 1962, I'm the one with blond hair wearing the baggy togs,
sitting next to my nanna and granddad.


"Childhood is frequently a solemn business for those inside it." – George F. Will



These are photos of my childhood home...taken well after our family had grown up and moved out.
They show the renovations that have changed the appearance of the house in recent years.



No, you really cannot go back.
But you can cherish the sweet memories of your carefree childhood days...
and ensure that your grandchildren take from their own childhood,
lots of wonderful memories of special moments spent with their Nanni and Poppi.
This was the thought behind me creating our Secret Enchanted Forest for our grandchildren.
Already I know that there are some very sweet memories taking root inside them.
I feel quite wonderful to know that this is so.

 


"Time is of the essence, the days of CHILDHOOD are fleeting…make memories while you have the CHANCE." – Tina Chambers




Wednesday, August 18, 2010

"Down in the Doldrums?"



I grew up hearing the saying, "feeling down in the doldrums"...
which usually meant that a person,was listless, despondent, inactive, stagnant, in a slump.

They say you learn something new everyday.
Well, today, I learnt what the 'Doldrums' really are.

They are actually calm and light baffling winds that frequent
the intertropical convergence zone which encircles the earth just north of the equator...
where the winds from the northern and southern hemispheres come together.
The Doldrums—the region's light, shifting, and sometimes completely absent winds—are notorious for trapping sailing ships for days (or even weeks) without enough wind to power their sails.

So, after learning that the doldrums were actually something calming and tranquil,
it made perfect sense when a friend of mine decided to use the term to name her blog.
Her life is in a quieter, less hurried phase now, and she savours every new day.

If anyone was born to do a blog...it is Desi.
With her head so full of poetry and rich experience, from having lived a very full life.

Dear Desi, I hope you meet some lovely people in this strange and new Land of Blog.
I know I have.


To meet Desi in her brand new venture, click here.

(Oh, by the way, the top photo is of Desi's large lead-light ball lamp...beautiful!)




Monday, July 12, 2010

Market Days

Sunday Markets are so enjoyable.
A short stroll to this one down the road from Mum, in Noosa, is full of fabulous fresh produce.




Taste testing as we go is all part of the fun. A very yummy olive!
Sweet, juicy pineapple pieces!
Tiny tomatoes...yum!!
And the strawberries!!! Double yum!!

Ellie giving some encouragement to a young, budding musician.
Pretty much all tuckered out, and in need of some 'bunny and dummy' comfort.

Beautiful

Dreaming of a new bedroom

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