R's rue

Although my favourite colour is yellow My favourite flower is the Bluebell....... Bluebells have featured often in the background of my life. My garden has 6 bunches of Bluebells, one lovingly  transferred from my previous home in Sheffield, a plant stolen from the grounds of Chatsworth House in Derbyshire over 18 years ago. In my kitchen stands proud a large collection of Art Deco Burleigh Ware pottery of varying designs.  My favourite is, of course , Bluebell ...a few splashes of blue, black and green, beautifully simple and beautifully pleasing.  My car is called Bluebell and she stands for everything positive at a time in my life I had very little and as a child one of my favourite place to play was in Bluebell wood , a small copse of trees located on the hillside between Prestatyn and Gronant. .  My grandparents are buried near the same  Bluebell Wood, their headstone facing their beloved Liverpool. Every Early May I would often go to Bodn...

 In nature’s stillness A lovely soliloquy  Arises And on the  Angelic whispers I come alive In knowledge  That my footsteps Are never  Unaided For in The Christ child  Scarred beginnings  Have uncannily  Beautiful endings In weakness  Comes strength  In surrender Redemption  from R's rue https://ift.tt/3khH4ve

 The scenic vista Of  the soaring waves That ebb as I appear I am a molecule  In the grandeur  That is creation I envision  A Tuscan countryside  Made real All those  Years ago Who knew When a dream Becomes reality It’s possibility  Remains  And is etched  In memory  Eternally from R's rue https://ift.tt/3pM4rhJ

 I had a dream about my grandmother last night. She was reciting a rhyme, one that she taught me as a child. When I woke I remembered it, in its entirety  Has anyone heard this before?  I went to my grandmother's garden I went to my grandmother's garden, and I found an Irish Farthing, I gave it to my mother, who bought a little brother, The brother was so cross, We put him on a hoss, the horse was such a dandy, we gave him a glass of brandy, the brandy was too strong, we put it in a pond, the pond was too deep, we put it on a heap, the heap was too high, we put it in a pie, the pie was too little , we put it in a kettle, the kettle had a spout , and they all jumped out!  What rhyme do you remember? from Going Gently https://ift.tt/3dEOCa8