Simply LOVE fresh figs. This year there is a bumper crop on all of the bushes we have, so I am enjoying these sweets often and smile at the extravagant pleasure of it all.
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my wonderful furry friends
Many times I've walked through Budapest being struck by something I wanted to share. Here, I do just that. What follows are glimpses along life's path that had touched my heart. Enjoy! Budapest Daily Photos recently moved to its own home. The photos here may be enlarged by clicking on them unlike BudapestResources.com website, its previous home.
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About Me
Apples and Women
Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. The apples at the top think something is wrong with them. In reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right person to come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.
Ferko, Gigi, Matyi
my wonderful furry friends
The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
The Invitation
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”
It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.
Favorite links
- * American_Bedu
- * Andalusina
- * Beyond the Mind's Eye
- * Blogtrotter
- * BostonScape Daily Photo
- * Brushstrokes from the Heart
- * Budapest Resources
- * Designs to Infinity
- * Ikea Hacker
- * Menonite Girls Can Cook
- * Naked Pastor
- * Out and About in New York City
- * PestiSide
- * Photos City Mine
- * Raw Foods with Jessica
- * Rediscover Raw Food
- * Roma
- * Rome
- * Small Glass Planet
- * Something Nice to Talk About
- * Terrell Daily Photo
- * The Food Whore
- * Three Brothers and a Sister
- * Venice Daily Photo
- * Visual St. Paul
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7 comments:
I love them too. You are lucky to have them growing within arms reach!
Believe me, I do know. In the US it was a very expensive habit and I was so surprised that in this climate they survive, and to have them in the garden do so beautifully each year!! :) Yes, I do know.
Oooh I love them too! Enjoy them for me as well :)
a favorite fruit. they look so yummy
Yummy! I have one of those trees in the backyard of my parents house. When I was a child,the first fruits are huge and so sweet. During my childhood, I remember getting up early in the morning to steal the biggest ones before my sister or my mom did. Ahhh good memories. Thanks!
Don't think I have ever had a fresh fig. Looks so goood! Cathy
Oh, those figs look good!
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