Dietes Bicolour
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Françoise Hardy / Peut-être que je t'aime
Peut-Être Que Je T'aime Lyrics
Si dormir avec toi n'est pas le bout du mondeCe le devient pourtant lorsque tu n'es plus là
Une vie près de toi risque d'être bien longue
Mais loin de toi, c'est pire, elle n'en finit pas
Quand dans notre maison nous échangeons nos rêves
Il arrive souvent que tes rêves m'ennuient
Et puis je m'en repars vers des villes nouvelles
Où je m'ennuie de toi au bout de quelques nuits
Peut-être que je t'aime, peut-être que je t'aime
J'ai appris que le ciel me plaît moins que tes yeux
Il fallait pour ça lever les yeux au ciel
Il me faudra toujours les oublier un peu, tes yeux
Si tu veux qu'autre chose toujours tu me rappelles
Peut-être que je t'aime, peut-être que je t'aime.
Maybe I Love You Lyrics
If sleeping with you is not the end of the world
It becomes so when you're gone
A life around you may be very long
But far from you, it's worse, it never ends
When we exchange our house in our dreams
Often your dreams bore me
And then I'm leaving to New Towns
Where I miss you after a few nights
Maybe I love you, maybe I love you
I learned that I like the sky unless your eyes
This would require looking up to heaven
I will always remember a little, your eyes
If you want anything else you always remind me
Maybe I love you, maybe I love you.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
In My Garden Today ...
There was no bright sunshine in my garden today, the sky was dull and cloudy but I decided to take some photos of the plants which are flowering at present, mostly white and yellow blossoms. These are the first Cosmos flowers I have grown and the 'Sunshine' Petunia is new. The fragrant white Petunia which I planted in the hanging basket earlier this year was looking quite distressed so I have put it elsewhere in the garden and replaced it with the lovely yellow miniature Petunias 'Million Bells'... I hope these are more hardy. I love the daisy with its bright, happy face and the sweet miniature violas.
The Florida and Star gardenias are providing plenty of lovely fragrance mixed with the exotic scent of the Star Jasmine, so walking through the garden is a pleasant experience for the senses. No sign of any flower spikes on my 'Baby Blue' or mauve Agapanthus as yet but I am still hoping since we have had so much rain in the last few weeks.
I have spent some lovely time in my garden today, I hope you will all have a great weekend. ♥
Please click on any image to enlarge.
The Florida and Star gardenias are providing plenty of lovely fragrance mixed with the exotic scent of the Star Jasmine, so walking through the garden is a pleasant experience for the senses. No sign of any flower spikes on my 'Baby Blue' or mauve Agapanthus as yet but I am still hoping since we have had so much rain in the last few weeks.
I have spent some lovely time in my garden today, I hope you will all have a great weekend. ♥
Please click on any image to enlarge.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Each Time You Say Goodbye . . .

It is silent, it is lonely
Each time you say 'Goodbye'
I look for a sign from youEach time you say 'Goodbye'
I look for your words
And in my moments of quiet
Most of all I look for you
I'm in a lonely place
Each time you say 'Goodbye'
I wait and I wonder
Because you are not here
Wishing you would think of me
And bless me with your grace
Time passes so slowly
Each time you go away
My hope slowly fades
As I wait for you here
Sometimes I hope, sometimes I wish
Sometimes I just pretend
But I know that I am dreaming
And there will be no happy end
For each time you say 'Goodbye'
There will come a last time
And one day when you say 'Goodbye'
It shall be the end . . .
Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Free FlowersOnDesktop.com
Friday, November 26, 2010
Song of the Wind

Hush, let the calm wash over you
There is peace to be found
In the soft voice of the wind
It moves gently through the trees
And stirs the verdant leaves
Its song is one that soothes
And calms
And will take away all cares
The sadness in your heart
Shall soon be gone
Hush, listen and hear its song
The wild roar of the tempest
That did torment you will quieten
On its journey through the trees
They still the tempest in its path
And all will be peace and calm
Hush, let the calm wash over you
It shall release you
And quiet the restless stirrings
In your heart . . .
There is peace to be found
In the soft voice of the wind
It moves gently through the trees
And stirs the verdant leaves
Its song is one that soothes
And calms
And will take away all cares
The sadness in your heart
Shall soon be gone
Hush, listen and hear its song
The wild roar of the tempest
That did torment you will quieten
On its journey through the trees
They still the tempest in its path
And all will be peace and calm
Hush, let the calm wash over you
It shall release you
And quiet the restless stirrings
In your heart . . .
Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image courtesy of Des Boxall at Picasa Web Albums
Labels:
Hush-song of the wind-peace
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Touch on Touch
Touch on touch
Softness on softness
Your kiss is just
A breath away
The anticipation
A wave of want
And longing
Comes over me
And sweeps me away
Your touch is like a ripple
On the pond of my soul
The stream of life flows
Between us, unstoppable
Warm and loving
Its effect is far reaching
And becomes a part of
My very being . . .
Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Pink Rose Free Wallpaper
Softness on softness
Your kiss is just
A breath away
The anticipation
A wave of want
And longing
Comes over me
And sweeps me away
Your touch is like a ripple
On the pond of my soul
The stream of life flows
Between us, unstoppable
Warm and loving
Its effect is far reaching
And becomes a part of
My very being . . .
Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Pink Rose Free Wallpaper
Labels:
Touch-Kiss-softness-love
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee
Shall earth no more inspire thee,
Thou lonely dreamer now?
Since passion may not fire thee,
Shall nature cease to bow?
Thy mind is ever moving,
In regions dark to thee;
Recall its useless roving,
Come back, and dwell with me.
I know my mountain breezes
Enchant and soothe thee still,
I know my sunshine pleases,
Despite thy wayward will.
When day and evening blending,
Sinks from the summer sky,
I've seen the spirit bending
In fond idolatry.
I've watched thee every hour;
I know my mighty sway:
I know my magic power
To drive thy griefs away.
Few hearts to mortals given,
On earth so wildly pine;
Yet few would ask a heaven
More like this earth than thine.
Then let my winds caress thee
Thy comrade let me be:
Since nought beside can bless thee,
Return---and dwell with me.
Emily Brontë 1818 - 1848
Thou lonely dreamer now?
Since passion may not fire thee,
Shall nature cease to bow?
Thy mind is ever moving,
In regions dark to thee;
Recall its useless roving,
Come back, and dwell with me.
I know my mountain breezes
Enchant and soothe thee still,
I know my sunshine pleases,
Despite thy wayward will.
When day and evening blending,
Sinks from the summer sky,
I've seen the spirit bending
In fond idolatry.
I've watched thee every hour;
I know my mighty sway:
I know my magic power
To drive thy griefs away.
Few hearts to mortals given,
On earth so wildly pine;
Yet few would ask a heaven
More like this earth than thine.
Then let my winds caress thee
Thy comrade let me be:
Since nought beside can bless thee,
Return---and dwell with me.
Emily Brontë 1818 - 1848
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