“In memory of the spring now passing, I drew the long clusters of wisteria that move like waves.”
I hope you are finding peace within today. When recovering slowly from painful health issues, I find many things quite difficult to do. These include writing. So, please bear with me, and I will publish two sister posts to this one in short order. Meanwhile, here are a few words from a fellow countryman: May your neighbours respect you, troubles neglect you, the angels protect you, and heaven accept you.
Photography ©Francis Moloney.
Cheers. We’re back again, while the going is good. Here are pics taken on the hill behind our house. Everything looked its best, and the sun was shining, for a change. On the other hand, as sad as it is that so many trees are no more, due to disease, it is good to know that they were sacrificed to help preserve this ancient forest for future generations to enjoy.
Until next time, go in peace.
For no one has seen God at any time, but if there is anyone who represents God, it is the man who speaks His word. God is seen in the one who glorifies Him. But if our hearts are closed, even if we wait for a thousand years for the messenger to show himself, we shall never find him.
Pir-o-Murshid Inayat Khan
Photography ©Amanda Moloney.
Greetings from a place of good expectations, where we cheerily anticipate the coming warm weather. Amanda took these pics during her most recent visit to our sons home in Weybridge, which is close to London. And what a beautiful day that was for April. The little white flowers, and butterfly, were taken in our garden, but they begged to be included. I hope you agree.
Because I lack sufficient stamina to continue writing, I will rest for now, but not before saying thank you to all of our readers and followers, with our gratitude for the support you bring to this, our peace-loving blog.
And with that, it’s Peace again, and out from me
“If you feel like you don’t fit in this world, it’s because you are here to help build another.” (Unknown.)
Greetings from this writer. These pics are dedicated to those good readers who have sent healing wishes my way. The last five pics were taken one week later than the others, and I think it’s easy to see how fast the golden season encroaches.
Since returning, after experiencing a difficult summer, to a relatively manageable physical state, I am taking every opportunity, while it lasts, to get out and capture local scenery at its best. If heaven permits, I will continue.
By the way, I hope you liked the alternative picture format, and I hope too to return very soon.
With thanks from me. Peace, and Namaste.
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou,
Beside me singing in the Wilderness,
And oh, Wilderness is Paradise now.