Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Frisco & Felicia: Going Back Again

I Love this Song from Jacks Dancing in the Moonlight Ablum.
Jack sang this song on CBS B&B but it fits FnF so well also.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015


This is my fav Scene from the most recent episode of When Calls The Heart.

Both Jack and Kristina were so good in this one.It was different seeing both of them in different roles but together again on our tv screens.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Mothers Day Tradition

The tradition of gifting carnations on Mothers day began on the first official Mother's Day service on May 10, 1908. Miss Anna Jarvis sent 500 white carnations to the Andrews Methodist Episcopal Church, in GRAFTON, WEST VIRGINIA. The flowers were meant to be distributed amongst the mothers. Others present in the service were also asked to wear flowers. White carnations were a favorite of Miss Anna Jarvis's mother, Mrs. Ann M. Jarvis. Miss Anna Jarvis explained the reason for her selection of flower,

"The white carnation is preferred because it may be thought to typify some of the virtues of motherhood; ... whiteness stands for purity; its lasting qualities, faithfulness; its fragrance, love; its wide field of growth, charity; its form, beauty..."

Miss Anna Jarvis continued with the tradition of sending carnations to the Andrews Church. She sent over 10,000 carnations in the subsequent years as a personal gift to the church on Mothers Day. This gradually lead to a custom of gifting carnations to mothers.

Today white flowers, especially carnations, are worn and gifted worldwide on Mothers Day and have become symbolic of purity, strength and endurance of motherhood. As a custom red carnations are worn to honor living mothers and white carnations for the deceased mothers.

Friday, May 8, 2015

A Vase of Flowers in a Window Frame.

Wishing everyone a Happy Mother,s Day 

A vase of flowers in a window frame.
A house of gentle light amid dark leaves.
An ecstasy so sharp it feels like anguish,
The pull that makes our beeline an ellipse.

No transcendental morning's inspiration
So ravishes the things we never see.
We hear for all our lives a silent music
To which we dance unknowing through our time.

And even when we die, there is a beauty
Older than the cold December stars,
A part of us that waits behind the darkness
To take us once again into its arms.

Poems for Free Nichlos Gordon