Grete

Plucky attempt tu rescue a family from the tide - Scottish humor.  Be safe.

Das Jahr ist klein und liegt noch in der Wiege. Und ist doch hunderttausend Jahre alt. Es träumt von Frieden. Oder träumt’s vom Kriege? Das Jahr ist klein und liegt noch in der Wiege. Und stirbt in einem Jahr. Und das ist bald.

Happy Nikolaus.

Remember? :-)

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, forever. Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it’s age old pain, It’s ancient tale of being apart or together. As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge, Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time. You become an image of what is remembered forever. You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount. At the heart of time, love of one for another. We have played along side millions of lovers, Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting, the distressful tears of farewell, Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever. Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you The love of all man’s days both past and forever: Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life. The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours – And the songs of every poet past and forever. ~Rabindranath Tagore Translated by William Radice

Would love to be there. Sick of the city. Done with libraries and studying.

Love wil be around.

Thinks we should be aware of our past.

©Mitchpittman Park Butte Would love to go.

My logic is pure applesauce, apparently.

Girlfriend love.

Remember to go insane with joy

Still sick in bed and not liking it one bit. Summer press pause!

Fitting ;-)

Must watch this til the end! Crazy good :)