Getting older

I am not getting younger, that is sure.

Yesterday, was not my best day either.

As I visited my familly, my son demonstrated how his new telephone can not only take pictures but send them to the web

But I do not loose faith in the future, nor loose faith in the basic goodness of most of people. I am an eternal optimist.

Each time, something bad happens I try very hard to remember my great grand mother saying: something good will come from it!

Translated in an English proverb:
"there is a silver lining behind all grey cloud"

Nostalgie from a Hungarian Emigrant

Wass Albert: Message home

Bavarian Forest, 1948.

Message to the mountains at home:
The movements of stars are variable.
And there are laws for the winds
rains, snows and the clouds
There is no eternal bad weather!
The water runs, the stone remains
the stone remains.

Message to the earth: continue giving,
even when your plants are chewed by locust.
Tolerate, even when ia mole eats your roots.
The world is wached by Order
The precious seed of grain is not lost,
No one will even know about the nettle;
The time will destroy the weeds.
The water runns, the stone remains
the stone remains.

Message to the forest, do not worry,
even when your trees are destroyed.
because the wood is stronger then the knife
from bleeding rests will come again at spring
A new forest in triumph will arise.
And there will always be trees, when the killer
rust has already devoured the iron
and killer hand facied the holy reparations
become a useful material for the underground ...
The water runs, the stone remains
the stone remains.

My message to the house, which grew me up:
even if it will be put down to earth,
all that was taken care for generations
Builders will come and happy again
will dig out your foundations
and on the ancient white stones
walls will be raised, roofs and a church.
thousand builders will come
and will construct a peace wall
not with human blood and ashes
but with holy water and wheat bread
and will build from old stone a new home.

My message to my house, which brought me up:
The fondation is from the God
and the God gives also the will,
which will rebuild the walls.
The water runs, the stone remains
the stone remains.

And my message was to my old friends
who denies today even my name:
If the wheel turns once again,
I'll be your friend even then
and there will be no revenge, hatred, anger.
We’ll give our hands to each other and go
and we will be one goal and one will:
the water runs, but the stone remains
the stone remains.

And my message to everyone
brother, relative, stranger,
evil, good, faithful and ennemi,
whom is in pain, and whose
hands stick of driping blood:
Take care and pray!
Somewhere up in the sky
The stars begun to move slowly
The water runs and only the stone remains
the stone remains.

The righteous and good will remain.
The clean and peaceful.
Forests, mountains, people’ll testimony.
Think about what to do!

On construit already in heaven the sieve
lubricate the shaft of the stars
the industrious angels.
And again the stars will turn
and as the Bible proclaims:
The son of man will be weighted
As each have done, will receive
Because the water runs and only the stone remains
but the stone remains.
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Written after the second war, alas some had to wait till 1989, and some were no more there then any more - the verse is said in Hungarian so wonderful by an old actor, who alas, does not live either any more but whose words went directly to my heart

J'attendrai toujours

Do you know this very old, very beautiful song?

I remember it from my childhood, back almost 70 years, when I did not know a word French.
My mother did. She told me, "j'attendrai" means 'I will wait', I will always wait. Without any French, in my childhood, as the pathephone played on my desc, I remember winding it up again and again to listen to this, same, enchanting voice.

Today, I received a gift from France with old songs on CD, but this one is from YouTube for you.

St Margaret's Church yard

Flowers in the sky are beautiful; in blue hour; before the sundown,

Church yard and old tombs can be also beautiful!

As could be fences, and their curbs,

So much to admire around us!

We just have to take the time, to "smell the roses on the way";

Here are some photos from yesterday, as I did arrive for once too early.

Clouds are free

The nature can offer so much to each of us, if only we take time to stop and look. "Smell the roses on the way", enjoy the symmetry of the wild flowers, the colours of a down or sunset, the smell of fresh cut grass.

A memory comes to me from far away, 1975. I was in car, coming back from shopping mail, crying. Not enough money, my husband from which I was separating has cleaned our account and I just learned it, he also told me no man will ever look at me again as woman, and I knew I have to go farther anyway.

Suddenly a red stop, the clouds smiled to me, told me there is life after...

There is life after 77 too and after a cataract intervention too. I just have to remember the clouds speaking to me.

A warm feeling

The small table was near my mothers bed, as long as I remembered, as was the vase which is on it.

The chair I found two month ago, near the garbage, someone changed his furniture.

The kitchen door is open.

Behind my teapot I use seldom, as usually I take a cafe, and the warmer, one can see the table plastic with tulips on the wall, I did buy that in Bucarest just a few years ago and cherish it too.

The sun is coming in the room and warms the small table, old and new memories mix together and give me a warm feeling.

The photo was taken two days ago, when I felt like crying like a baby, but today, I feel serenity with the world around me, and inside me too, even as the window is covered with rain drops.

New month, new class in Afterclass

This photo of the washer girl, bored with her work, while old ladies hairs are washed and young girls smile happy from the wall, is from 02/24/2006.

It is appropriate for the new class "People and their environment." that we have on flickr's Afterclass in August.

It will be a very eventful month for me.

I am going to Las Vegas's Toastmasters Convention, I will have cataract of my left eye removed. And then? That is my apprehension just now.