IMAGES & WORDS: distance


© Photo and image remake: Riihele. All rights reserved

I find that there is nostalgia somehow in this photograph taken in Ireland in the summer of 2006:
the tracks of the aeroplanes, the hills,
and the setting sun
add to the feeling of dreaminess and longing.

Yet, it is not despairing for the connection of the lovers is there.

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Picture Perfect: Celebrate

Love is
composed of
a single soul
inhabiting two bodies.
(Aristotle)


© Photos: Riihele. All rights reserved.

Love is an act of
endless forgiveness,
a tender look
which becomes a habit.
(Peter Ustinov)

This is my daughter’s wedding bouquet taken by me
in July 2008 at the reception in Ireland.

P.S.
The ‘filler’ plant is the Lady’s Mantle aka Alchemilla.
which belongs to the Rosaceae family of plants,
the same as the roses, strawberries,apples and almonds, for example.

Picture Perfect: Old-fashioned


© Photo: Riihele. All rights reserved.

Transport the
oldfashioned way,
and the new …

‘The old Sofiankatu in the heart of Helsinki is a cosy open-air museum, which presents street pavements and street furniture from the late 18th century to the 1930s. The Street Museum was specially commended in the European Museum of the Year Award 2002 competition.’

HAPPY VALENTINE’S!

cartoon from www.weblogcartoons.comCartoon by Dave Walker.

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Marriage Business

Marriage Business

“Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make me a match,
Find me a find, catch me a catch
Matchmaker, Matchmaker Look through your book,
And make me a perfect match…”


Fiddler on the Roof

words by: Lyrics and Songs.com

Tis the trick, indeed. I think that the most frustrating and difficult part of relationships is that with each one every time, one must begin from the very beginning. What do I mean? The persons A-Z only becomes familiar sphere as one goes along. There is no short cut to happiness; no matter what is said in the films and novels of all kinds and sorts.

The title is rather astonishing that I have put in this posting, eh? Yes, twas for me as well when I first came across this very title by Patrick Kavanagh, Irish poet (1904-1967), who is, after Yeats, considered the second most important poet in Ireland. Kavanagh wrote some amazingly sharp and witty stuff in his time. Here is the part where the title is mentioned:

“Economics is the key to the marriage business, and in no place more so than in Romantic America.”

He said this in “The Marriage Market” (p.90) Here is more of another article on the same lines:

“The romantic method is amusing enough, if one doesn’t believe too much in it. The cinema has encouraged somewhat simple folk to take it seriously and to ignore the hard reality that lies behind the marriage business.”

 

(The Kavanagh’s Weekly, 14 June 1952)

He was not an old tired cynic even though one could get that impression reading the lines quoted here at first. I have read some of the most moving poetry that has touched me very deeply by this poet. Kavanagh is only putting a thought that is factual out to the masses being led down the wrong garden path through the media, especially, leading them to ignore the hard facts about being married/in relationship of a closer encounter.

I read about this couple who had been married for eighty years – yes, 8-O) and found it rather amusing what each gave as the reason, the explanation, for this record long-lasting marriage of theirs:

She: ” One must be very quick to forgive”

He: ” I just say: Yes, Dear.”

Here is a snippet of CBS News online article on this hardy couple:

“Percy and Florence Arrowsmith, who celebrated their 80th wedding anniversary Wednesday, say the secrets of the world’s longest marriage are don’t sleep on an argument, always share a kiss and hold hands before going to bed. Percy Arrowsmith, 105, and his 100-year-old wife were married on June 1, 1925.”


Even the Queen called this record time ‘a splendid achievement’ – so tis. He has since died. In the link where there is a Marriage Quizz that opens up to another window which is really interesting to do. Also, there is an article about one of most common battles between the couples: money.

What thoughts come to Your mind reading this posting of mine today?

Tis for now. Riihele xx.


PS.
The picture is taken off my excellent collection of socks for each and every occasion
photographed and made over by me.

Alien Corn in an Alien Land – Shavuot

Nafoura

Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,

She stood in tears amid the alien corn;

Source: Line 65 of the Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats (1795-1821)

The story of Ruth is a story of an alien in an alien land as she originated from the neighbouring and somewhat distantly related country of Moab in the ancient times. I came to think of her and her story as tis the time of the year when this story is read and celebrated in Israel. Shavuot – the weeks – is what this word means; as does the word ‘pentecost’ meaning: fifty in Greek, which both count the fifty days – that is seven weeks – from the Passover to this festival as instructed.

I went to Israel at the time when the war had been going on in Irak for just a short while. Not the best time to go to the neighbourhood, I hear you think. True, but twas the time I had to get away to be totally in a place of absolute rest and recuperating from an extremely hectic time of work and whatnot. A time to get me head together again – not having to take anybody else into account in any way affecting me. I had given so much that I could not give no more, to put it bluntly.

The spa treatments, the complete rest and the time to be still did me wonders. Even with the F16’s and their relatives constantly flying really low – I was on the 12th floor in the hotel and they flew at that height over the Dead Sea between Jordan and Israel – did not disturb my recovery that much. I found the aisle seat to observe rather interesting, actually.

The temperature was just perfect – not too hot, not too cool – to take moonlight walks by the shore and while walking looking over the Dead Sea to the other side where the ancient Moab was and where the present day Jordan is situated, I came to think of Ruth, the Moabite – in that link there is a poem I was inspired to write about her. It must have been extremely tough for her to leave all that was home to her and go to a place unknown, unfamiliar and unsure. One has to be/have been an alien in alien land to get to the depths of her soul. I have been that several times in several countries. And like, Ruth, I did get integrated into the greater society as a member and not as an observer. Here some thoughts on the being an alien in the alien land as an immigrant that I wrote earlier on.

Ruth’s secret was the giving:

  • She gave of herself to her mother-in-law unconditionally.
  • She gave her birthright away in her own culture and country.
  • She gave of every morsel of food she got to Naomi, too.

I am sure that there is more but these are the ones that spring to my mind while writing this here and now. Ruth also received blessings and fame beyond measure. Even today we know who she was/is.

The story of Ruth is the most beautiful love story that I have ever read. I hope that the people in Israel do think of her in the midst of the feasting on the mountains of cheesecakes and the fresh fruit as this also the Festival of the First Fruit – HaBikkurim.

Tis for now again. Riihele xx.

The mountains of Moab are the most gorgeous shades of pinks – one of these days I shall paint them.

PS.
The photograph is by me of one of my very favourite restaurants and it’s in the Old City of Jerusalem. The wall on the right is the actual wall from the 1500’s that surrounds the entire old city there.

What Has Love Gotta Do with it?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

Image You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” Jessica – age 8
Image “When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” (What an image!)Karen – age 7
Image “When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.” Billy – age 4
Image “When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you’re scared they won’t love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more.”.

Here is a quizz on this theme of LOVE! I had seen these wise words of children in various pages, and this is my take on the same. I do find them extra-ordinarily clever and humorous to boot. What about you?

Tis for now. Rii xx

The photos are by me.