2015
marks looking much at NCIS Los Angeles.
The
first month is almost over. I got the
flu and that not fun. This year we had snow. Everything was covered
with a thick white blanket.
Soon
it was gone but the weatherchannel
tells more are coming. Snow is wonderful when you dont have to get out
but when you are driving it is a different story. That is not funny.
And here the sun gives us promises of spring
and the early birds starts to sing
Even when we have rain and the winter’s frost remain
March
21
As
good old friends the plants are showing itself and I am happy to greet
them. Spring is here. Today we have rain but the feeling of spring
warms my heart and I feel how old I become.
June
16
a
new chapter in the Regina book.
I
live now on my own for weeks now. Often I like it but it is strange
also. Now I have nothing than me. Ofcourse I have friends and my spouse
is there too but now I standing on the boat that is called Regina and I
navigate on my innerself and the outside world
July
6
Cant
sleep. It is night now and the weather cooled of a bit. It was very hot
and today it will be hot again. In a f ew hours I have to get up but at
night, in the dark I sit and wonder about my life and my tiredness and
wonder why I am not sleeping. The moon outside my windows is shown very
clear. It is silent here, only some sounds of the cats and the guinea
pigs is heard. Am very tired now and got a nasty headache
July
17
I
was taking a small tour when I saw a tree that was fallen down but
instead of dying it decided to grow so the brances are trees from the
fallen trunck. It was very hot and wire was on the meadow so I did the
photograph only from far.
It
must be an old tree. Guess it is lying there for years and years.
This
year I wrote so little here, my life has changed and I joined facebook
too.
So
I dediced to stop for now with my diary. When I feel the need I can
always start another one but for now I close this section.
Ofcourse
I keep continue the songs and the books.
Sending
HUGS
Regina
The future is something which everyone
reaches at the rate of sixty minutes
an hour, whatever he does,
whoever he is.
~ C. S. Lewis ~
Time is more valuable than money.
You can get more money,
but you cannot get more time.
~ Jim Rohn ~
