Tag: Thoughts

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Letters To The Universe… The Ahhh Edition

Dear Cluddunt,
Such a lovely place to rest and relax, on the beach, by the sea, for up to ten or eleven hours a day – or longer if I so wished. I do need some sleep though, well, it’s a necessity with all this relaxing!

Dear The Word Om,
How relaxing are you? Even your definition, a mystic syllable, considered the most sacred mantra in Hinduism and Tibetan Buddhism. It appears at the beginning and end of most Sanskrit recitations, prayers, and texts, is relaxing! Ahhh! I mean, Om!

Dear Blogland,
Please don’t forget about my little celebration on Saturday – I’m about to post my 2,500th post here on Beyond the Sphere, and invite you to add a comment linking to anything in Blogland you feel would be of interest to others. Even though I’m sunning myself on a tropical island, I shall still be joining in the fun throughout the day and beyond. Anyone who comments will become one of the Twenty-five Hundred, to boot! 2,500 posts already??? Arrrggghhh!!!! How time flies!

Dear Joke Lovers,
How do pirates know that they are pirates? They think, therefore they arrrrrrgh! Think about it for a bit, and then the ‘ahhh’ moment will dawn.

Dear Cyclists,
Now, you know that you make me go ‘arrgh!’ when you cycle carelessly through a red traffic light, or on the footpath, or at night without your lights on, or at night on the footpath without your lights on whilst dressed all in black. Well, the other day, one of you made me go ‘arrgh’ again. This time, however, you were on the road, and not a traffic light was in sight. You even had your light on… but this was the problem. Why on Earth do you think using a strobe light would be a good idea? Not only did you blind me (and I was on the other side of the road as you rode towards me) you could cause problems with people who are sensitive to such lights. Please be more considerate in future!

Dear New Visitor To The Lake,
Very pleased to meet you, I hope you enjoyed your visit and will return soon. All visitors to the Lake have to have a photo or two taken, which is customary. I did this when I saw you, but the camera on the mobile phone isn’t as good at the moment as it should be. I know the photos do you no justice. I believe you to be a cormorant, but I’m sure I’ll be corrected if I’m wrong.

Dear Spring,
Nice to see you have Sprung! And our clocks move forwards one hour on Saturday night / Sunday morning, which is always another sign… but this met me the other day by the Lake: Blossom. Fabulous!

Dear Winter,
Yes, I can see you trying to hang on with all your might… but nope. Spring is here, and it is time for you to give way to it! Ah, that Feels Good!

Dear The Weekend,
Here you are once again! Always good! And this weekend I wonder how many of the Twenty-five Hundred we will see or get to know? Time will tell!

And Finally, Dear Imagination,
May you constantly fill us all with joy and ideas. May you constantly provide us with interpretation and humour. May you always shine through whatever darkness there is or may be… and please know that I for one appreciate you being around. Just wanted to say it, that’s all!

Thank you for reading,

P.S. I’m ending this post with a few photos of the new visitor to the Lake. I believe it to be a cormorant…

…now, I’m not saying I’m right, however, but I could be! Please advise if you know what it is (the speckly one with the purply-blue feet), so that I too may once again go ‘ahhh!’ Apologies for the rather blurry photos, and have an absolutely fabulous weekend!

Feel GOOD!Words

The Earth’s Turning In Fourteen Lines

Dawn chorus greets the rising Sun
Mist and dew begin to fade
The sky brightens, then the land…
A new day with new opportunities
Serene and magical whatever the weather
To be filled exactly as pleased

Time passes as it so does
Relevant to the deeds being done

Shadows stretch as the day ends
Serendipitous with the Sun’s slow setting
Echoes resound then begin to diminish
Day creatures settle, night ones stir
Twilight half light begins to cool
Once again the shaded side returns

A different Six Word Saturday post.

Feel GOOD!NatureThe WorldTime

Letters To The Universe… The It’s Friday Again Edition

Dear Fridays,
You certainly call around very quickly, don’t you? If I wasn’t a hundred per cent sure, I would say you crop up more frequently than the other days of the week. Not that I’m complaining, mind! Fridays are the gateway to the weekend, which is always a bonus!

Dear The Word Friday,
I think it is wonderful that you are named after the Norse Goddess Frigg, who is associated with foreknowledge and wisdom. I certainly have the wisdom that the weekend will follow, and the knowledge that two fabulous and easy days are on their way. That always gives the old Feel Good vibe a boost!

Dear The Beast From The East,
A little bird tells me you are planning on a quick return this weekend, bringing more winds and snow. Well, let me be a little bird to you, and tell you that Spring is now here, and you had best not go spoiling things. Some trees are now blossoming, and some flowers flowering and we wouldn’t want you affecting them now, would we?

Dear Road Resurfacers,
Please let’s not have a repeat of last Friday’s pandemonium on the roads, when you decided to close a major road, in both directions, during rush hour traffic. You caused gridlock. Perhaps starting an hour later may be more beneficial?

Dear The World,
Is it too much to ask that you sort yourself out this weekend? I really should have addressed this to the people of the world, rather than the world itself, as I know that the world will be more than capable of ‘sorting things out’ should push come to shove.

Dear The Weekend,
So good to hear you approaching once again. You certainly have a different vibe to the other days of the week (obviously not counting Friday!), but could you do something about Monday? That always seems a tad drab and a bit of a let down after the weekend. Thank you.

Dear Artistic Urges,
I may have time to be creative at some point over the weekend. I say ‘may’ as I may also be otherwise engaged doing nothing and relaxing – just as weekends were intended!

Dear Daft Drivers,
Please chill out a little and make the roads slightly more pleasurable for other road users. Especially if we have road closures and the Beast from the East to contend with, your choice driving skills aren’t really needed.

Dear Friday,
Have I mentioned that I’m pleased you’re here again? Yes indeed, Thank Goodness It’s Friday!

And Finally, Dear Blogland,
Once again I wish you all the very best for Friday and into the weekend! Feel Good, have fun and enjoy!

Thank you for reading,

P.S. I thought I’d end this week’s Letters post with a photo of things as they soon will be…

… well, Bluebells may be a few weeks off yet, but they will soon be here. And, I’m sure, that they may already be in flower in some places. Foreknowledge is a good thing at times – are you listening, Beast from the East?

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Snow, no snow, then more snow!

I had a surreal start on Thursday morning. I left the Mansion at my usual time (around six thirty) to go to work. The traffic was building up slowly on the roads – it wasn’t too busy but there was enough traffic so as you would know the day was getting under way. It was a grey morning, and wet with a drizzly rain. I turned a corner, and trundling the other way was a car covered in six inches of snow (I was going to say six feet, but that would have been a little of an over exaggeration – I’m not well clued up on feet and inches, but I do know one from the other!). This one car was the only vehicle covered in snow. The others – both moving and stationary – were clear. I checked the temperature – six degrees – and thought it was too warm for snow.

It obviously wasn’t too warm for snow, otherwise the snow on this one vehicle would have begun falling off it like an avalanche as it melted, but it seemed stuck solid to the car.

At the traffic lights, which were on red and meant a wait of sixty seconds or longer, I kept my eyes peeled for other snow-covered vehicles and there were none. The pavements were clear. The grass verges, hedges, walls – everything was clear. Only this one vehicle was buried beneath the snow. Most surreal.

I found out later, that the surrounding counties had had more snow flurries, and it was apparently just my little section of Cheshire that was clear.

I do like the odd mystery every now and then, but not at that time of the day!

(I didn’t have to time to take a photo of the lone snow-topped car, hence there isn’t a photo to be used for this post. Instead, I’ll use one of me pondering. I have that look quite a lot!)

A surreal Six Word Saturday post.

Feel GOOD!Rhyme


Swirling masses
As time passes
Distant worlds unaware
A million eyes
Look up to the skies
Dreaming if anyone’s there

Twinkling lights
Offer a thousand sights
And billions of mysteries within
Pick a star
Near or far
And let the dreams begin