Random thoughts and photos of my journey through life…
Filed under This & That
…and in the morning, we will remember them.
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we [...]
6 Comments CherryPie on Nov 11th 2013
Filed under Anecdotes
We are now on the count down to Christmas and I am wondering where the year has gone…
I am also reminded of the Rotary Clubs annual ‘Tree of Light“, where people are invited to sponsor a light on the tree in memory of a loved one, or a cause that is dear to them. The [...]
9 Comments CherryPie on Dec 5th 2012
Filed under Holidays, Malham 2011, Out & About
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Laurence Binyon
12 Comments CherryPie on Nov 11th 2012
Filed under Science & Nature
Ever felt an angel’s breath in the gentle breeze? A tear-drop in the falling rain? Hear a whisper amongst the rustle of leaves? Or been kissed by a lone snowflake? Nature is an angel’s favourite hiding place.
Terri Guillemets
In the last dark hour
Of the night,
Angels come to love us
And awaken us.
Sri Chimnoy
12 Comments CherryPie on Apr 22nd 2012
Filed under This & That
I invite you to join me at Vision and Verb, where I talk about the ‘Tree of Light‘ giving hope and purpose at Christmas time to those who are feeling the loss of a loved one.
Comments Off CherryPie on Dec 11th 2011
Filed under Faith Foundations, Science & Nature
O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
consider all the works thy hand hath made,
I see the stars, I hear the mighty thunder,
thy power throughout the universe displayed:
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God; to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God; to thee,
How great thou art, [...]
14 Comments CherryPie on Apr 22nd 2011
Filed under Heritage
…and in the morning, we will remember them.
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we [...]
22 Comments CherryPie on Nov 11th 2009
