Going Home............

I will be gone for about 10 days, I am not sure if I can post on here or not. I am going home to England for a short visit with my son. I am hoping to have a load of pictures to show you here. Please do check back soon.

Know Thy Self...............

More Lavender dreams............

Lavender fields in Shoreham Kent. Isn't this just beautiful? Pure Fantasy but its such a wonderful colour. This is Lavender though and I hope to see some fields of Lavender some day. I can not imagine the smell of it. ladies fair, I bring to you lavender with spikes of blue; sweeter plant was never found growing on our english ground." Caryl Battersby lavender fog Early morning fog slowly drifts in from the sea through open windows to touch alarm clocks precariously perched on bedside tables, and to gently whisper into dreams behind closed eyelids; then to toss aside sheets scented by the sea air to awaken thoughts that compose their own creative symphony as you sleep ever so peacefully with your mouth slightly ajar. The fog drifts on through the house that murmurs with conversations from the past: strange voices, people from long ago who sometimes make you smile. The kitchen is still except for the smell of coffee that drifts in from fishing boats begining to paint the sea with their own abstract patterns. Seagulls rush to pull the clouds into billowing parachutes of lavender light. The sea breeze slowly tangles curtains that are hung upon clothes lines within gardens of scented roses and children's toys. Wood ferns reach for the fog and kiss the droplets of water that fall upon them. Love awakens you, and you wonder why you smell lavender drifting through the air while telephones ring and morning awakens your world; a random thought that tosses your hair as you tie yourself into your morning suit and run out the door waving good-bye to lavender scented sheets. Judith Vriesema Thanks to all the wonderful photographers who I do not know. I love your work and share it here with pleasure.