Dead storms.

The storm is all dead, Instantaneously gone, Shattered by the winds: Broken glass in lucid hands, capturing sun rays alone. ~ for storms will come, and storms will go, but you will make the sun shine bright on yourself with the very things that your storms will break…

Our very hefty Christmas dinner

Isn’t Christmas just a wonderful time of the year? The air is heavy with the celebration, the joy, the aroma of wonderful dinner. Ah! It’s just a day past Christmas, and I can’t wait for the next one to arrive. From a very recent conversation with a fellow blogger, I got this wonderful line, “Christmas…

Hold on

When it hurts,And all is lost,When eyes go damp,And dreams are tossed. When all you see,Is bleeding snow,There is this thing,You ought to know. That life is cruel,This world is small,And fate goes laughing,At us all. Only those that,Hold on will stay,For what is meant,Will find its way. So take a step,And fall and stand,For…

Virid tranquility

The mountains echo, with the diminishing cold, as the sun rays tiptoe, and set everything to gold. The birds begin to chirp, the flowers begin to bloom, the river starts to tumble, breaking the silent gloom. A gentle breeze tugs the grasses, the cliff falls down deep, dainty flowers of approaching spring, begin to sprout…

In a salad state of mind!

Na hallo fruende! Another wonderful week and I must say that it has been very healthy. You see, I just had another rendezvous with food and guess what? It had so much more to say!Every time I have a brush with food, I believe it to be the last of our ‘chance meetings,’ and as…