Merry & Peaceful

Christmas pictures traditionaly a bit late (hey, it's still Christmas until 6. January!). Happy New Year everyone, may this year exceed your expectations in every way, especially spiritual.

Holiday Market - Roy Trower

Cherished Memories - Geno Peoples

Do Not Open (Or Tear) Until Christmas - Lucie Bilodeau

Holiday Cheer - Tuula Burger

What Would You Like for Christmas - Tatiana Dorotina

Christmas Has Come to Town - Carol Dyer

Under the Mistletoe - Mick McGinty

Candy Cane Lane - Ruane Manning

A Bit of Everything - Tony Ryan

Merry Christmas!

 Krásne a požehnané Vianoce všetkým, prichádza Vianočná Hviezda s novou silou, láskou a Svetlom..

Happy and blessed Christmas everyone, the Christmas Star has new energy, love and Light for us all...

Watermill theme 2

 ...by various artists: 

Bob Peters

A. S. Kreutz

Koukei Kojima

Charlotte Joan Sternberg

Tom Antonishak

unknown

Patrick J. Costello

Charles Wysocki

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Watermill Theme 1

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. 

(Robert Frost)

Past Times: Autumn Town

 ...by the incredible Charles Wysocki:

House

A house is a face
that wears expression,
with eyes and smile
and silent voice that speaks.

A house is a face,
strong or broken,
happy or sad,
wise or reckless.

A house is a face -
modern or antique,
steady or patched up,
proud or humble,

crumbling or settled,
owned or abandoned,
blending in crowd or standing out,
beautiful or plain.

A house is a face,
familiar or strange,
and the most welcoming and precious
is called home.

Its eyes are warm,
lit with inner light
that shines into darkness.
It is part of the evening.

It goes to sleep,
eyes closed,
snuggled under blanket of stars
and lullaby of trees.

Wakes up in the morning,
bathes in sunrise,
lets busy day through the door
as a welcomed guest.

A home is a face
with understanding smile,
with fire in its hearth
that's endlessly burning,

endlessly warm and cosy,
with hearts that resonate together -
a safe haven for weary soul,
a happy haven for busy soul.

A home is a face
that makes you smile back,
with life-giving roots,
a place you call your own.

 

© Ludmila 

(Picture by Richard Burns)

The Secret Garden

 ...by the amazing Kim Norlien: