Fifty !

Not that many days left until the 50th anniversary! A little and 200 days or so. Plus seven in April.

Forty Nine

I thought for sure that I had already posted these pictures, of some of the adorable but homeless cats and kittens that I met on Rhodes, Greece last time I was there, but turns out I hadn't. So you get them now instead. I only hope that these small things are still alive, and well.

What I found interesting about them is that the kittens in the last photo, siblings playing around, like any kids, are actually playing at the place of worship, on stones that's been there for hundreds upon hundreds of years. Isn't it pretty fascinating how we all just live on top of history?

Forty Eight

 

What can I say? 

I don't want the world to stop

But I want us to stand still

I want us to stand still together 

Forty Seven

If you want to be my lover,
first you have to be my friend
See it through,
but know that it will end

I write songs that are funny
and I write songs that are sad
I hope that in the long run I'll be pleased
with what I had

Keep me close and hug me now and then

Forty Six

REFRESHING

Forty Five

And the pleasant moon go by 
without even watching

'Guys... Where are we?' 

Forty Four

The longing I feel for summer to come
is as strong in its power
as a waterfall, crushing down on rocks
And I want to fall freely now
racing with the shimmering fish
and push upon problems
I know the way out
just a few more steps