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JudithK ([personal profile] julchen11) wrote2008-03-16 12:01 pm
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Sunday morning

This morning at 7 a.m. the sun was shining and now? Only clouds to see, but I love them.
It's stormy outside, so what's the best one can do?
Go back to the sofa, take all the stories you printed last week and go on reading (this time I won't forget to leave comments)
dreaming... the picture above always makes me dream ... cloud dolphins...

I'll take you all with me, f-list. It's just wonderful not to be alone, isn't it?

Have a nice Sunday ... you'll see me later again.
I declared this Sunday to LotR day *giggles* !!!

Love and hugs,
Julchen

[identity profile] julchen11.livejournal.com 2008-03-19 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Isn't it incredible? And it's real, I couldn't believe it, but it is.
Love,
Julchen

[identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com 2008-03-19 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
It's so lovely I saved it to my image files. Did you notice the title of the image was cloud dolphins? I didn't see that, of course, until I was saving it. I had to scroll back up and look. Yes! The little clouds in the foreground *do* look like dolphins, now that I look for them. Dolphin leaping over a wild, roaring surf. Gorgeous!

[identity profile] julchen11.livejournal.com 2008-03-19 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I found this picture at google ...

and I found this, too

The dolphins swim in the

phosphorescent sea,
Under a sky of brilliant

crimson.
They dart and play under

the azure waters,
The have no responsibilities

and none are given.

Beneath the rippled surface

they dance,
Skimming the earthen bottom

they smile.
And leaping into the air

they laugh.
They do this day after day,

mile after mile.

Meanwhile I sit at home

or at school,
Responsibilities pile high

around me,
I dream and yearn to do

what I choose,
Like the dolphins who

swim in the sea.

[identity profile] mechtild.livejournal.com 2008-03-19 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
That's an apt poem, Julchen. Dolphins really do seem to enjoy themselves and their world. It's as if we get to experience the freedom they seem to enjoy, vicariously, just watching them.