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Oh the colors ... how would we do without the colors? Missing Melody maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Angel%20in%20Heaven/93/90/25
Sometimes leaving is the best act of love and care you can give. Otherwise staying would build up hate that will destroy the both of you.
Living in the present and being mindful of life's moments is beneficial...but longing for flowers and bees in the middle of winter is human.
So far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know you're just time away
Long ago I reached for you and there you stood
Holding you again could only do me good
Oh, how I wish I could
But you're so far away
One more song about moving along the highway
Can't say much of anything that's new
If I could only work this life out my way
I'd rather spend it being close to you
But you're so far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
Doesn't help to know you're so far away
Yeah, you're so far away
Traveling around sure gets me down and lonely
Nothing else to do but close my mind
I sure hope the road don't come to own me
There's so many dreams I've yet to find
But you're so far away
Doesn't anybody stay in one place anymore
It would be so fine to see your face at my door
And it doesn't help to know you're so far away
Yeah, you're so far away
Hey, you're so far away
You're always on my mind, (day and night) day and night
When I think of you boy, everything feels so right
Well I often think of the happy times we spent together
And I just can't wait to tell you that I love you
Time keeps passing by, (you're not here) you're not here
I feel so all alone when I don't have you near
But I often think of the happy times we spent together
And I just can't wait (just can't wait) to tell you that I love you
I'm missing my baby, (missing my baby) missing my baby
I gotta hold you tight, and never let you out of my sight
Missing my baby, (missing my baby) missing my baby
I gotta feel your heart beat (your heart beat) next to mine
Gotta feel it
When we had all the snow and the low cloud and the cold weather I craved the sun, now we have some sun I miss the snow - I am so fickle! So long January...
Recycling an old image ....... doing a bit of dreaming
Sundown at Castries, St Lucia
22nd December 2012
A handsome Reddish Egret taken when we were last in South West Florida - hopefully we will be back there in the Autumn.
Thank you for stopping by to look at my images. Any comments and faves are always really appreciated. Happy Snapping.
قــــــــــــررت امــــــــــوت بـــحـــــــــــــبـــــك وامـــشـــــــي مــــعـــــاك فـــي دربـــــك
انـــــت يــــاســـاكــــــن قــــلـــــبــــي اســــمــــــح لـــــي اعــــيــــــش بـــقـــــــلــــــبــك
قـــربـــــــــــك انــــــــا يــــحــــيـــــيــــــنـــــي وصـــوتــــــك انـــــا يــــهــــديــــنـــــــــي
بـــعــــــــدك تــــــرى يـــبـــــكــــيـــنــــــــي لاتـــــغــــــيـــــــــــب عـــــنـــــي وربـــــــــك
Dedicated to :
Sh. Mohammad F. Al-Thani
Sh. Alanoud A. Al-Thani
Sh. Aisha M. Al-Thani
Sh. Fahad M. Al-Thani
Sh Jassim M. Al-Thani
i miss u guyz so so so so much i can't wait to see u
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Chapter Eight ...... Home Before Midnight
The wind swept across the top of the Clock Tower, Clouds drifted beneath the balcony, Silver fragments of the missing hour circled overhead like glowing birds,
and standing before Amelia was a woman wearing the same pendant.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Captain Marmalade looked from one woman to the other.
Then back again, Then once more Finally he sighed.
"Well."
Amelia didn't take her eyes off the stranger, "Well what?"
The cat adjusted his hat, "This has become considerably more mysterious."
The woman smiled, "I was wondering when you would arrive."
Her voice was calm, Friendly even, That somehow made Amelia more cautious.
"You know me?"
The woman nodded, "I know who you are."
Amelia's hand instinctively touched her pendant, The stranger noticed,
Her smile widened, "You wear it well."
Captain Marmalade stepped forward, "Would anyone care to explain what's happening?"
"No," said both women at the same time.
The cat sat down heavily, "I feared that might be the answer."
The Golden Gear floated gently above the stranger's hands,
Golden light spilled across the balcony, Amelia could feel its power,
Its warmth, Its rhythm, almost like a heartbeat, "You stole it," Amelia said.
The woman shook her head, "No."
"Mrs. Whistle said—"
"I borrowed it."
Captain Marmalade snorted, "That is absolutely stealing."
The woman laughed, "Perhaps."
Amelia folded her arms, "Why?"
The stranger looked toward the frozen clock face,
Her expression softened, "Because the Market Clock was hiding something."
The answer surprised Amelia, "What?"
The woman hesitated,
Then she looked directly into Amelia's pale grey eyes, "The truth."
Thunder rumbled in the distance., The silver fragments swirled faster around the tower, Captain Marmalade looked nervous.
"Whenever people start talking about truth, things become complicated."
Neither woman disagreed, the stranger carefully held out the Golden Gear.
"Take it."
Amelia blinked, "Just like that?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
The woman smiled sadly, "Because it was never meant for me."
The golden light reflected in her eyes , for the briefest moment, Amelia felt as though she recognized her, Not her face, Not her voice, Something deeper,
something familiar, The feeling vanished before she could understand it.
Slowly, Amelia reached out, The moment her fingers touched the Golden Gear, the world seemed to stop, The clouds froze, The wind vanished,
Even the silver fragments became still, A vision flashed before her eyes,
She saw her father standing beside the ancient clock in the workshop,
Younger, Smiling, Beside him stood a woman with long blonde hair.
A woman whose pale grey eyes matched her own, Amelia caught her breath
Her mother, The image lasted only seconds, Then it disappeared,
The world rushed back, The wind returned, The clouds moved once more,
and Amelia found herself holding the Golden Gear, Tears stung her eyes.
The stranger noticed, "You saw them."
Amelia nodded, "My parents."
The woman smiled, "Then the clock is finally waking up."
A deep rumble echoed through the tower, The Market Clock had begun moving,
Only slightly, but enough. One gear turned, then another, then another,
The entire tower trembled.
Captain Marmalade's ears perked up, "That sounds promising."
A brilliant golden light erupted from the centre of the clock.
The missing hour responded immediately, Silver fragments rushed through the sky.
Thousands of memories spiralling toward the tower.
Laughter, Music, Conversations, Moments, All returning home.
The missing hour was coming back. Amelia approached the centre mechanism.
An empty space waited among the gears, the exact shape of the Golden Gear.
She understood immediately, This was where it belonged, the clock had been waiting,
The market had been waiting, Perhaps even she had been waiting.
Carefully, she slid the Golden Gear into place, For one heartbeat, nothing happened.
Then ......................... TICK.
A single sound echoed through the tower.............. TICK.
Another, The giant hands began moving, Golden gears spun, Silver light flooded the sky.
Below, cheers erupted across the Floating Market, The clock was alive again,
The missing hour had returned, Time was flowing, The city was saved.
Captain Marmalade let out a long sigh of relief, "We're alive."
"Yes."
"The market is safe."
"Yes."
"The cinnamon buns are safe."
Amelia laughed, "Yes, Captain."
The cat wiped an imaginary tear from his eye, "A glorious day."
As the celebrations began below, the mysterious woman stepped backward. toward the shadows of the tower,
Amelia noticed immediately, "Wait."
The woman paused.
"Will I see you again?"
For a moment, neither spoke.
Then the stranger smiled, "I think this is only the beginning."
She touched her pendant, a doorway of silver light opened behind her.
Before stepping through, she added, "Tell the clock I said hello."
Then she vanished, The doorway disappeared, Leaving only silence,
And questions, Far too many questions.
As the sun began setting over the Floating Market, Amelia and Captain Marmalade stood in the square below.
The city was alive once more, Music filled the air, Children laughed.
Balloons drifted across the sky, Everything felt right again.
The cat looked at Amelia "You'll be going home soon."
She nodded, "I think so."
Captain Marmalade smiled, "Good."
Amelia looked surprised, "Good?"
The cat's tail flicked,
"If you stayed here permanently, who would have adventures in all the other worlds?"
Amelia laughed, The cat had a point.
And somehow she suspected this was only the first of many journeys.
That evening, as the sky turned gold and pink, Amelia returned to the ancient clock.
The hidden door stood waiting, Warm light spilling from within.
She looked back one final time, At the Floating Market.
At the clouds, At Captain Marmalade.
The cat tipped his tiny captain's hat, "Until next time, Clockmaker."
Amelia smiled, Then she stepped through the door.
And the clock carried her home.
TO BE CONTINUED ...................
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Mountains, sun, blue sky, skis and snow and fresh corduroy ... there is so much to LOVE in this photo. Summer here in NZ though now - a few more months before we can do THIS again here. Lovely to revisit these memories though :-)
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At school maybe they told you that it is not possible to know where a horizon ends ... but then I come here and I think ... the horizon of flowers ends where that of the sea begins, it is so simple the solution I do not understand where the impossibility of knowing. Missing Melody maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Angel%20in%20Heaven/90/92/25