Sunday, January 9, 2011
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Musings about Life, the Universe and Reality
There once was a land, no further away than your imagination. A Land where the Trees’ whispers can be heard on the wind. And the squirrels chitter and chatter as they scamper to and fro amongst the branches - playing their endless game of tag.
A Land where the Brooks babble endlessly amid fern covered banks. Fish and Tadpoles play a game of Leapfrog in the clear, cool water and Turtles sunbathe nearby.
A Land where the tall Grasses sway in the breeze as if dancing to a distant tune. Wild flowers wave their petals at the busy Bees who fly by; Beckoning to them. Enticing them.
A Land where the Deer graze peacefully in the lush, green valleys. A Land where the Birds and the Faeries gather in the bushes of an evening to share the day's gossip. And the Frog serenade, with Cricket accompaniment, continues well into the night.
A Land where the morning sun melts the night into the shadows of the day. And at sunset the shadows melt into night. But there are times when the shadows melt into things best left to one’s imagination.
A Land of Melting Shadows.
7 comments:
Oh, I love my house now, although it's not as whimsical as these, but I want my OWN "hobbit" house! I'm going to start collecting photos of houses I love for my dream book :)
I bet a mermaid lives in the seashell house!
I love the mushroom house, and the seashell house, how extraordinary to live in a house like that.
I fail to see how anybody could live in the Polish one without being permanantly high on something strong.
The first house is a bit hard to look at first thing in the morning, without a cup of coffee!
Oh yes, Debra, a Mermaid MUST live in the seashell. Or maybe Aquaman...
Love those houses!
Oh what fun!
I would love to live in an out-of-the-ordinary house!
Thank you for visiting! hope you have a great week.
Abi
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