From my kitchen window, plants soak up the sunshine, longing for summer days when they will enjoy the outdoors once again. (please click to enlarge)
So let us mind what's there to see before our hearts become too cold.
In spite of all that we've been told, some things that glitter may be gold.
~ Some Things That Glitter (Queen)
Along the path, close to home, a lone pine cone lays upon the snow, soaking up sunshine - its own warmth radiating from golden hues. (please click to enlarge)In spite of all that we've been told, some things that glitter may be gold.
~ Some Things That Glitter (Queen)
Seize upon that moment long ago. One breath away and there you will be. So young and carefree Again you will see That place in time... so gold. ~ Stay Gold (Stevie Wonder)
As the sun begins to set, a golden hue kisses the snow surrounding the creek. (please click to enlarge)You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley.
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold.
~ Fields of Gold (Eva Cassidy)
This brush holds itself above the snow and ignites with colour in the light of the golden sun. (please click to enlarge)Upon the fields of barley.
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold.
~ Fields of Gold (Eva Cassidy)
Walk in the Light
That shines so bright.
Let your soul feel right
Love is pure gold.
~ Pure Gold (Earth, Wind & Fire)
When the sun burst through the skies.
There was a band playin' in my head
And I felt like getting high.
~ After the Gold Rush (Neil Young)
As the sun settles on the horizon, brilliant shades of gold blaze across the sky - its beam illuminating the snow. (please click to enlarge)There was a band playin' in my head
And I felt like getting high.
~ After the Gold Rush (Neil Young)
My life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hues.
An ever lasting vision of the ever changing views.
A wondrous world of magic in bits of blue and gold.
A tapestry to feel and see impossible to hold.
~ Taspestry, (Carole King)
Warming hues of gold and blue envelope the tree with a goodnight hug. (please click to enlarge)An ever lasting vision of the ever changing views.
A wondrous world of magic in bits of blue and gold.
A tapestry to feel and see impossible to hold.
~ Taspestry, (Carole King)
After a long walk on a cold winter's night, the crackling fire warms me with its fiery flame and golden embers. Goodnight. (please click to enlarge)