29 July 2017

Summer blue

July... Lazy clouds,
Bright sky... Forever changing
Blue and white painting.

My little summer door decoration... :-) It also has an autumn pair. :-)

This blue and white blanket is the biggest thing I have ever crocheted... and maybe the only one... :-)

This dress was my grandmother's. She sewed it, and it is still beautiful.

Blue memories

Blue was the sky and blue were your eyes,
Some lost pictures and some worn out lies.
Blue stream ran and drifted away all,
All memories what we could recall.

Blue was your dress and blue was your song,
It reassured me, then let me go on.
Blue was the swing and blue was your word,
Blue ribbons flew, my deluded world.

Blue was the flame and blue was the rain,
Silent blue grave stood beyond the pain.
Blue was the lake, and blue was the flood,
Little boat deep, deep down in the mud.

Blue was the way, and your smile was blue,
For me the past always will be blue.
Old blue summer, and your ice-blue heart,
You were the mum, and I was your child.

Skywatch Friday

19 July 2017

Walks in the flowery-count's garden

"How much happier anonymity is than rank and goddamn social obligations. That is why I think the only way I give meaning to the wealth left to me is by discarding it. If I am the flowery-count, the fool." (Count István Ambrózy-Migazzi)

One of the most beautiful botanical gardens in Hungary is the Jeli arboretum. It can be found in South West Hungary, next to the village Kám. It was established by Count István Ambrózy-Migazzi in 1922.

István Ambrózy-Migazzy (1869 - 1933)

His life goal was to create forever flowering gardens in our area.

The grave of the "flowery-count" is near the arboretum.
On his gravestone, his motto can be read:

"Semper Vireo"

Some photos were taken back in 2004, on a cloudy day, sometimes in drizzling rain... the others were taken in this May, in bright sunny weather... :-)

Fragile dream-fluffs just the stars
of opal-blue midsummer nights,
rocking away in the breeze.

Silent song of the trees
awakens the lazy lake,
rising sun hugs the leaves,
and paints a bridge on the waves.

08 July 2017


Tiny blue petals...
Fragrance orgy unfolding
for a single touch.
Wonders leaning to your legs:
waving slender lavenders.


Parányi szirmok.
Egy érintésre bomló
Lábadhoz hajló csodák:
Hullámzó levendulák.

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