A slightly Different Song...

Well I am posting a different type of blog here today. I was drawn to my camera this afternoon to take pictures of the outside world. Not that I think I have any spectacular skills in photography but nature tends to speak for its self. So no words from my mind or music to my muses today, just art for the soul, fresh from the world around us! they look like they are kissing to me,,,, the one lone blue flower in a sea of daffodils.
have you ever noticed what side of the tree ivy grows on? it seems to choose one side before the other.

the twisted tree in my neighbor's yard, it is so intriguingly breathtaking.





weeping cherry.

the twisted tree again, i played with the photoshop to create this picture.

plum tree.

i personally love forsythia. it just makes me smile.

it may be a weed but it is still around in the spring!!!


plum tree.
I decided to end this odd little post with my favorite shot of the day. I have no idea why this shot is my favorite. in fact it doesn't focus on anything. none the less it is the most interesting to me.

so happy spring everyone!!!

until the fates let us,

Ali

The Field Down the Path

The field down the path

There is a field down the path where the memories lay

That never fades like the green grass that never goes away

Wild flowers grow and Lilies bloom

In the field down the path where dreams loom

Children play by day lovers meet by night

In the field down the path where romance is bright

spring changes to summer summer to fall

In the field down the path that holds it all

Year after year the days go by

But that field never changes as time flies

Slowly by slow the memories change

In the field down the path it begins to rain

Inch by inch dreams are washed away

In that field down the path where the memories lay

No longer running barefoot will lovers be

Because that field down the path we can no longer see

until the fates let us,

Ali

Land By The Sea

Land By The Sea

Happy as the day is long
that is how we use to be
laughing joyously and singing song
in the land by the sea
Young Children you and I are we
Building castles in the sand
living youthful and carefree
In our own peaceful land
Skipping along hand in hand
blissful years go by
as we began to see that youth was grand
our peaceful sand began to fly
The age was reached where we asked why
playtime was hard to last
new thoughts entered that we wished to try
our world began falling fast
Now and then I see our past
In two children playing free
I begin to dream in long last
of our land by the sea

until the fates let us,

Ali

the new blog..

Hi Ali here!! this blog is set up just for my writings and literary inspirations. I will still be posting on my old blog so don't Fret!!! Just read and give your self some refection.

until the fates let us,

Ali