Sunday Morning Skies

Still life by Nicholas Hely-Hutchinson (1950)Laying in just after waking
Covers pulled tight, no chance of moving
Looking through open widows
At a clear blue Sunday sky
Smiling through memories
Those thoughts which fill head
Of the night before, the days to come
The way friends are always near
In a perfect innocence their words
Carry away all worries
Becoming distracted by the self
Coffee and toast on the bedside
Slowly going cold
Sleep still lingers in the eye
A soft breeze blows in
Television on in the background
A morning of rest and recollection
While looking at a clear blue sky
The joy of a Sunday morning

~ Matthew Holloway

 


Quote Source: Thank you GP.  Painting: “Still Life” by Nicholas Hely-Hutchinson.  English Painters (1950).  Thank you madamescherzo vi art-and-dream.

It Gets Better…

This is a beautiful two-minute “visual poem” that seemed fitting for a Sunday morning.  Eli Guerron, the producer, offers this background:

The “visual poem” focuses on the hard times every single one of us has gone through in the process of discovering who we want to be, dry patches in the journey of finding out who it is we really are…Isolation. Desolation. Courage. Endurance.  And in the final moment, grasp of self-realization, represented in simple elements of visual design…When I listened to Joel Burns give a speech encouraging those who suffer dire situations to remember one thing- “it gets better”.  Listening to Joel, I realize that this film might not change the situation. It might not end suffering or change the mentality of the perpetrators, but what it CAN do is help the perpetrated to become stronger, arming them with a positive attitude and a resonant hope for the future.

For maximum impact: View on Big Screen.  And Volume up.


2 minutes of eye and ear candy…

Can there be a better way to start your day!  Two minutes of Ansel Adams’ black and whites with his shots wrapped in terrific background music by Alexander Perls.  The song is titled “Holiday (High).”  Inspiring…

 

Source: Thank you God Bless Karma

I miss “Birdie”…

Erin (aka Birdie) is a Sun Conure.

It’s Erin’s 10th birthday.  (And Sunday mornings are for reflection and I’m reminiscing.)

LC, a former colleague, asked our family to watch her while her home was being renovated.

90 days came and went and somehow Birdie was adopted.

What a magnificent creature she was.

We were soul mates. (Laughing.  I could hear my kids now.  Dad, that’s WAY over the top.)  She would camp out on my shoulder and watch me do my work on the PC while she gnawed away at old sweat shirts.  (Must have been soothing for her as she worked through at least 10-15 shirts.)

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