Sense and Sensibility - Sonnet 116

Elinor walks with her sister, Marianne to reassure her.

Dear Colonel Brandon comforts Marianne, she is recovering from an illness brought upon her by a broken heart after she has been slighted by the libertine, Willoughby. Here Colonel Brandon reads to her as she convalesces ... the poem he has chosen is Edmund Spenser's the Faerie Queene, the verses he has chosen are as follows:

What though the sea with waves continuall
Doe eate the earth, it is no more at all ...
Nor is the earthe the lesse, or loseth ought.
For whatsoever from one place doth fall,
Is with the tide unto another brought ...
'For there is nothing lost, but may be found, if sought ...'

In the film, Sonnet 116 was the favourite of Marianne and John Willoughby , she recites it when she searches for Willoughby in the pouring rain and with a broken heart and spirit when she finds that Willoughby due to his financial troubles has chosen another, someone of a much higher class and wealth ... that he did not love her enough ... that there was just not enough love to induce him to choose her ... ♥

Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

William Shakespeare

The Street Where I Live

I wanted to do a post today as it is the 22nd day of the month, one of my favourite number combinations, not that I'm into numerology but somehow good things have happened to me on this date in the past.

I was hoping to post a poem that I am writing but sadly the words and sentiment of this poem aren't flowing in the way I would like and don't mirror the feelings and emotions I am trying to express ... sometimes a message of caring and reaching out to someone can be the most difficult to write.
It's for a very thoughtful friend who has been here for me for much longer than I ever realised or imagined; someone who I am missing and should have valued more ... though I don't know that he would visit here now and read my message ... I don't know where he is ... maybe he is lost to me and no longer thinks of me as his friend ...

Therefore I decided to post this photo which was taken by my youngest son quite a few years back. He has a great interest in photography, there are more to this set but they are located in his files.

This is a long exposure, taken with a Nikon, Coolpix E5400; this is the corner of the block where I live, my house is further back from this corner... it was a November evening and he was experimenting with his new camera, capturing the lights of cars which were coming and going from our street.

If you enlarge the photo you can see a partial eclipse of the Moon and Venus just to the left and below the moon. There are houses to the right of the photo and on the left amongst all of that darkness is a large reserve of native bushland and beyond that a park and playing field.

My street is on top of a ridge, which is part of a plateau which reaches out like fingers into the bushland and valleys below, I am surrounded by beautiful trees and flora and in the valleys are many creeks which eventually flow into rivers and bays ... ♥

Much Ado About Nothing!

"Sigh No More, Ladies ..."

Sigh no more ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.

Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no more
Of dumps so dull and heavy,
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leafy.

Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny, nonny.

Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into hey nonny, nonny.

'Much Ado About Nothing' a romantic comedy by William Shakespeare

Trees and Some Valley Vistas

I went for a walk this evening, around 6pm as I wanted to capture some photos of the valley and the trees before the sun had set. I spotted a few good vantage places yesterday afternoon but when I arrived there today someone had parked their car and boat trailer where I would have been able to get the best photo. So I climbed over the railing to get a better view, not much space to move around without falling and not exactly what I had wanted but OK I guess; sometimes we have to compromise when faced with unwanted obstacles ... I should have climbed on top of the roof of his car, then I would have really been able to get the photo I was hoping for, but I don't think the owner would have been impressed. I hope you like these, it was still very warm, the sky was a soft grey, not much blue to be seen and in some of the pics you can almost see the mist rising from the valley floor.
Some photos were taken with my cell phone camera as my camera battery went flat, maybe not a good day for photographs after all ... ♥

Did I Hear You ... ?

Did I hear you
Was that you ...

I thought I caught
a glimpse of you ...

As you slipped by me
you spoke not one word ...

In silence, not to be heard?

I felt your presence
I felt your warmth

I thought I could reach out
and touch you
as you came to earth ...

Just then
as I looked at the moonlight
was that you ... ?

Thought I heard you breathing
or was it my heart beating
from the closeness of you ...

Or just the breeze
like me sighing softly
as it moved through the leaves

Or perhaps it was
just a beautiful dream ... ?

Dianne D. ♥

Here Is My Heart

The Internet is such a vast space but recently I have found that there is another blog which is also named 'Here Is My Heart', though not to be confused with mine which has a URL of 'here is my heart - dianne blogspot'... so please don't confuse us as I would not like to take credit for anything my counterpart has written nor would I like you to judge me for anything they may have said or done.
I have found many references to my blog on the Net, some just under the title of 'here is my heart', with extracts of posts I have written and some of your comments, the most recent my message to Alexander Dyle... and if you're out there and happen to stop by dear friend please let me know that you are alright... I would have waited for you two more days or three, longer if needed, I will be by my tree if you're passing by this way.
Your favourite quote from your favourite film, I think. ;)

By following some links I have been on a journey back in time and have come across some posts, some sad, but for the most part happy and comments many of you have left me, some friendly advice, some praise, most of which are really lovely... some I should have taken more seriously or maybe I was pre-occupied at the time, some contained messages and links of such kindness that I now see were opportunities of so much more, so I hope I haven't let them pass me by ...
Also according to the Net by following some links, I am also a woman from the USA, who is looking for companionship and love on one those dating agency sites...no that's not me, I'm that woman over there in the sidebar on my blog.

I also found this song, Here Is My Heart it's cute, thought I would share it with you; a song by Kim Walker and mimed by Violent Servant, no that is not me either, I can assure you that I am very much a female.
I looked for a music video of the artist Kim Walker but I was unable to find the song, so this is just a few lyrics for you ... I would have liked to have listened to the complete song myself... ♥

A Message of Hope for Alexander Dyle

Sadly, our dear friend and enigmatic character Alexander Dyle has closed his very interesting and entertaining blog 'The Theatre Of The Third Kind'.
His last post on January 1st and I am paraphrasing here was to say farewell due to lack of interest from followers and his inability to maintain the site due to tiredness, to me he sounded sad and disillusioned ... such a loss to those of us who were faithful followers of his site.
He graciously thanked us for our thoughtful comments and e-mails as they meant a lot to him, said goodbye for now and offered his sincerest gratitudes to everyone who followed his daily posts... a true gentleman.
Dear Alexander you are not alone, you have touched the lives of so many of us and I hope that this will not be a permanent absence, you will be welcomed back at any time after you have rested, if and when you feel you have the strength to continue on, we look forward to your return as Alexander Dyle or any new persona you choose.
I personally have thoroughy enjoyed our missives both in the comments and our e-mails, you and your words will be sadly missed.
Until our paths cross once more,be safe, hold onto hope and look for that which is still good in this world.
It is there for those sensitive enough to perceive it.
Take care dear friend ...
Much love Dianne. xo ♥

Between The Moments

There is beauty
in the spaces
between the moments in time
There is love yet unspoken
in the spaces of time
How wanted are your words
between the lines
How needed you are in all
the moments of time
There is love yet unspoken
between the lines
You will always be wanted
in my moments of time ...

Dianne D. ♥

Painting: The Reader - Frank Weston Benson

White Flowers and My Tree

High up amongst the branches

New leaf tips on Angophora Costata ... Smooth Barked Apple gum

Lemon Scented Tea Tree ... this has the most delightful lemon fragrance

November Lily ... a plump bee has already been here collecting pollen

Mandevilla 'Swan Lake'

Hanging On A String

Riding on an endless carousel of wishes, hopes and dreams
And it seems that i loose more than i gain
All the same i remain hanging on a string
Is it wrong
Will it save me from the fall
Or will it just be broken by the wind
As it spins
All i save seems to just get taken all away

Well it seems like life is just a game of faith
No mistake
Always try to give more than you take
Always try to make a little more
Out of nothing, if not less
Always better than your best

As you try
Will you fly
Will you sail through the sky
And leave it all behind with yesterday
Will you say i have faith
And that's one thing they'll never take away

If i had a chance, lord one more chance to try
I would start again, nothing to pretend
Without a lie
I would try
I would fly
I would sail through the sky
And leave the misery with yesterday
And i'll say i have faith
And that's one thing they'll never take away...

Performed by Psychotic Waltz

I'm OK everyone, I just like the song. :-)

Thank you Dimos ... ♥