Once came a man with head of greed,
High and mighty upon his steed.
Bewitched was he by ancient glades,
Of purple caps and orange blades.
While here he learned that riches sought
Are worthless when life is so short.
Homeward bound his heart filled with gold,
A new perspective to be told.
(c) Robert Jones 2014, All Rights Reserved
Two boys aged nine and six put on purple velvet trousers and shirts with a small floral motif in shades of purple, lilac and lavender against a white background.
Glimpses of a cold Sping morning can be seen through rivulets in the condensation collecting on metal framed windows.
As page boys they make their way to the Church of the Redeemer, Hagley Road, with three bridesmaids dressed in full length pale lavender gowns. The bride wears white satin; white daisies encircle her waist, form the puff sleeves of the dress and are scattered on the veil.
A chill grey urban scene provides the backdrop for an unhappy decade and a half of marriage.
Shower and bathe outside to the sound of birdsong while palm filtered sunlight illuminates your skin.
Like a person possessed I have accumulated quite a number of pictures of flowers while in Port Douglas, Australia. The one on the left is a member of the ginger family, I have no idea what the other two are, any suggestions would be gratefully received.
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