According to Buddha
We’re fascinated by the words, but where we meet is in the silence behind them. This silence comes only out of deep internal reflection.
dis-moi un secret
invente moi dequoi point vrai
une petite histoire
dequoi qu’ej voudrais croire
dequoi qu’ej voudrais croire
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room with a fresh view ~ Amiskwaskahegan, Alberta ~ January 2020
The frost patterns are really beautiful, Hedy. Have a great week.
yes such patterns and beauty…it’s been a intense week…thank you for your words Chris…I will write more later ~ smiles to Boston ☺️🙃🙂 have a great Wednesday
Amazing patterns, Hedy.
I know right…it’s always so fascinating to see…and it’s very cold so even better ones…thank you for your comments Rabirius always appreciated ☺️💫 smiles hedy
Ice flowers! Or what is it called in English? When I was young and houses weren’t that well heated we had them often on the bedroom windows. The thin layer of linoleum on the floor was freezing. Hurry up to the living room where mom had poked up the coal fueled heater to dress ourselves. Dad fed the husky’s and slaughtered a reindeer for breakfast. Well, the last sentence probalby isn’t true, but you get the drift. 🙂 Lovely pictures Hedy!
wonderful words and message Peter 🤓 thank you kindly for your comments….made me smile thank you for that ~ hugs hedy 🤗☺️
These are absolutely beautiful. Stunning. And somehow miraculous.
I agree miraculous right? thank you Michael for your comments I appreciate them very much ☺️🤓💫 have a beautiful day ~ smiles hedy 😄
stunningly beautiful.
well give us some -35 to -40 and you’d be amazed at what can see 😱😁😄 hope you’re having a joyful day Gavin ~ smiles hedy ☺️
Love these images!
☺️🤓🙃🙂 thank you dear Brett…always fun for me to compose ice 🧊 ~ smiles hedy
So beautiful. Winter has come!
Alison
I love the windows and yes winter has come in with a Big Bang…on many levels…😞☺️🤓 stay safe and warm in Vancouver too. ~ hugs Alison 🤗❣️
“It is the job of poetry to clean up our word-clogged reality by creating silences around things.” — Stéphan Mallarme
These are lovely, cathedral silences.
thank you for saying Johnny…cathedral silences…are very fitting in this moment ☺️🤓 thank you kindly for your words ~ smiles hedy 💫
Wow, these are lovely, hedy!!
I like icy things too Lemony…and I learn from your work ~ ☺️🤓 have a beautiful day ~ smiles hedy
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and there is that particular silence right after a dense new snowfall…
yes…now it’s so crackin cold…it’s crunchy and then it doesn’t snow it just feels like glass roads and frozen noses 🥶 enjoy your snow days as well Penny…always a surprise on the coast…be safe ☺️💫
It’s that squeaky-crunch under the foot that I miss, and can still hear in my “mental ear” (if that phrase makes any sense)
oh yes Penny…it does indeed 🤓🤗🙃
ppfff… …this is just amazing, Hedy. It so great what your creative eye and heart sees and how you convey that emotions. warm ice flower smiles over the pond :)))
this post has a wild and bizarre meaning now for me…and I so love the patterns on my windows…smilesfrom cracking cold Alberta 🥶 🥶 🥶 💫☺️ have a creative day Markus❣️
The magic beauty of frost crystals. A perfect symmetry… 🙂
“Dis-moi un secret”… A nice song, though it reminded me that I sometimes find it hard to understand French Canadians. I remember Beau Dommage in the 70’s… 🙂 And when they speak Joual, it’s almost impossible to understand. Though pleasant to the ear…
many people find it hard to understand French Canadians 😉😁 I love French music mostly 🤓☺️
True. Beau Dommage had a very nice sound. Wonder whether they’re still around. Ah! La complainte du phoque en Alaska… 🙂
Got it on Spotify now hmmmmmm don’t know them …. thanks Brian ☺️💫🤗
They’re a group from the seventies. As often for French Canadian groups they may have been more popular in France than at home. Here’s one of their best songs:
A story about a lonely seal on the ice in Alaska who’s “blonde” (Girlffriend) has gone…
I tried to answer another of your comments “the new year came with a bang”, but comments seem to be closed. So here’s my comment: A good bang I hope?
Sure…it’s not god or bad…it’s sad…as my mother left this plane for her next adventure…it was a sudden death but not unexpected…but death is sad…so I’m doing this story…you know…😌🤓☺️💫 and she is free of pain…and left on her own terms which is cool…again more learning along the way…smiles still listening to Beau Dommage…☺️ and having nice coffee…hugs 🤗
Oh. I’m very sorry. Death is sad. No matter when, no matter how. The sad realization we won’t see them again. Ever. At least on this plane, and I’m not sure there is another… 🙂
Are you all right? (Haven’t read your posts in a few days…) Hugs back.
☺️🙏🤗 yes I’m fine…sad…okay you know 😌
Sun’s come out here. Sending some light up North to you… 🙂
Icy beauty Miss Hedy 🙂👏💫
It’s been very fresh Julie…enjoy your garden 🌬❄️🌬🌨❄️🌬☃️
What a beautiful frozen fantasy world…I voted for ya!… 😉