Not sure if photos of myself are called selfies?
These were taken in Nicaragua.
Category: Marland
Christmas Day!
Background photo taken in Michigan, Center insert photo in San Antonio, and the small insert taken in Malta! Merry Christmas to all my Blog followers, and visitors!! Hope it is a festive joyous occasion for you all. If not I pray, you will be surrounded by friends and/or family who can show you comfort, and compassion, with whatever you are going through!
For all my great Canadian friends! This is the Luscombe in which I logged most of my 440+ hours as a pilot! Nostalgia!
Waiting in Madrid for our Flight to Rome!
Getting out of the MiniVan at the Hotel!
I was planning to post a fantastic post yesterday!! Didn’t happen! Maybe too busy with Birthday celebration! 🙂 Yesterday was my 71st birthday, as well as World Photography Day. Interestingly enough, World Photography Day started 9 years before I was born! For those who care, I will describe the cake! First a layer of chocolate brownie, holes punched in it and raspberry jello poured over the brownie cake. Then a layer of thickened red raspberries, and white chocolate pudding with whipped topping for icing. It was quite tasty. I guess they thought I might not be able to blow out 71 candles with one blow! Have a great day, as I am starting my 72nd year.
Marty Robbins sings our story so well, with a few exceptions!
I Heard the Bluebirds Sing
I met a girl down in the hills that gave my lonely heart a thrill
Her beauty seemed just like a breath of spring
And when I looked into her eyes I thought it blue as a summer skies
When I held her hand in mine I heard the bluebirds singThey sang of wondering (wondering if he loves her)
Will she marry (marry if he asks her)
Will her heart be (heart be true for him for) then and evermore
And when she’s lonely (lonely is he near her)
When there’s sadness (sadness will her cheer her)
Will they always (always be together) until the day they partI courted her for months on end until she promised we would wed
We planned on being married in the spring
All through the long cold winter months it seemed that spring would never come
And every gloomy winterday I heard the bluebirds singThey sang of waiting (waiting for the flowers)
And of counting (counting every hour)
Till the bluebirds (bluebirds chirps his welcome) to the world each morn
And while we’re waiting (waiting for the sunshine)
We keep hating (hating every storm cloud)
That has gathered (gathered o’er the mountains) to keep us for apartAnd when at last spring touched the earth we were married in the church
Our wedding seems just like a dream come true
Though many years have come and gone our love is still as true and strong
As when I found her long ago and still the bluebirds singThey sang of loving (loving every hour)
That I’m married (married to my flower)
And we’re happy (happy ever after) as since the day we’ve met
And though we’re older (older love is sweeter)
We grow fonder (fonder of each other)
We’ll be sweethearts (sweethearts close together) until the end of time Songwriters: HOD PHARISI Heard the Bluebirds Sing lyrics © Peer International Corporation, Quality Music PUB.LTD.
I am sitting on the left, likely looking at a bird! Of course, we weren’t invited to be in this photo! Bengalis love to take photos of their family with foreigners!
Today it’s back to normalcy, if there is such a thing for those of us in the “Golden Years!” By the time you see this post we will hopefully be in our own bed, trying to recover from a “door to door” 42 hour trip home. This did include early trip to airport, because of some election day travel restrictions, and a 7 hr. layover in Boston! Not sure how much cold and snow we missed, during the month of February, but we sure enjoyed the balmy temps of Bangladesh!
Enjoying a walk in the village! Soon, back to a colder climate, etc.
