Friday, November 17, 2017

At home in Mitford {Hallmark}

 When you have a problem, no matter what is its size, the best you can do is, always, try to find a solution.
 The fair is here and I can tell you I can have fun without alcohol, for sure.
 I'm eating the most wonderful chocolate sandwich.
 Improving my life with Jesus by my side.






She (Cynthia) is a famous writer and leave Boston with her cat, Violet, precious cat by the way, because of the noise and as such. Now she’s living there in Mitford in her uncle’s cottage before she put it on the market writing her new book while her neighbor (Father Tim) is bothering with his new eat-flowers dog.




Such a beautiful, quiet, small town and a little kind of rural village, you know, those parties at night with wires of bulbs lighting light and wonderful music for dance very close. A fantastic place to make out picnics under big trees and when you can make friends very soon. Everybody knows everyone and talks about everything that happens in the town, so of course, there are no secrets.

Cynthia (Andie Macdowell) has the writer’s block, she doesn’t have good ideas and it starts getting her worry. Father Tim, an episcopal priest with dating is ok, knows her problem because he has a gift talking with people and gave her some advice very useful. So, I can't tell you anything more, I would like shouting you what happens next, but if this movie comes from Hallmark, I'm so sure you know the end.





Friday, November 10, 2017

The Storm


I was hearing it. It was behind me. The storm. The storm was trailing me, was persecuting me as if I was the prey or a good bite for breakfast. I didn't want to believe, but there it was. I didn't want to feel, but my heart was pounding. 

I was running, my time was almost up also my fear was taking control of me and I couldn’t able to think clearly. The storm was behind me. The light from its lightning bolt scared me out and that streak of forked lightning made me jump. No words came to my dry mouth because if I would have opened it my heart would have bound out.

Those voices in the middle of the desert meadow were shouting my name, the storm was behind me, however, sometimes it seems to be anywhere like in that meadow staring at me being invisible. Those hoarse voices were blowing my mind, those voice calling me were arising in the air, crashing into the storm and bringing its anger to me. My legs cramped up while I was running, but I couldn’t stop myself. The wild wind pushed me away in each jump of my running, thankful for that wind helping me to run even faster.

It’s raining!” I thought. Holding my breath all of a sudden it was not raining, it was bucketing down and all weight of the water was falling down over me. My legs were so tired but I couldn’t stop, not yet, I couldn’t while the storm was groaning behind me asking for my life, take advantage of me, wanting to eat me fiercely. My heart could stop beating any moment because of the pain in my breast.

I at last stop running, "It's no use" I thought "I'm so exhausted, my lungs are on fire and I don't feel my legs anymore" as a matter of fact, I couldn't feel any muscle anymore. The ground was too much squishy and the mud was covering my jeans, so my clothes weighed a lot. "I must face the storm"

I turned on my heels, scolded at the storm, my ears bled off because of the unnatural moaning from the core of the storm. The wild wind went on warming me with its pushing, but I didn't want to run away anymore, I didn't even take a side that fight. Squinting my eyes I saw something strange up there among the black gloomy clouds, little voices asking me help. There were crying and shouting in a distortion way. There were people up there.

As my last chance, I stop myself I couldn't even breathe right. There, when I couldn't even uphold myself when I had admitted that I couldn't stand that situation, there, the wind wrapped me up and gave me a bit part of its strength and knowledge. Now I knew how to break those clouds apart and take my victory. "Let's go and take me there" My feet arose leaving the mud ground after me, put my eyes on the rarefied sky, hoisted my arms widely, and with all his confidence I took my part in the fight. Yes, because I could, I didn't be alone. I was found the way to get that confidence and that was My Father.




Thursday, November 2, 2017

Monkey's paw {Book}


 The weather is changing at last...
 I'm changing too.
 Listening: Eleanor Rigby {The Beatles}
 Watching: Annie {1982}
 Reading: Murder is easy {Agatha Christie}





What would you wish if you had a monkey's paw?
What a sad and interesting story in here and how many TV shows, like The Simpson, have made differents sketches. Wow! At the very first sight this story could wow you, I'm sure at the beginning this story was impressive at too many people. How do three wishes can change your like? Three wishes that turn off your life. No doubt this monkey's paw can make that.

After I read the little tale I think on my wishes and I'd better shut my mouth up because the monkey's paw could do whatever bad thing with them. I could make the purest wish and it could become the worst thing ever as if the monkey's paw would make those things on purpose, don't you think?

How does it possible you make a simple wish and it ends so terribly? It does, yeah.
How does it possible? Incredible! Each wish you would make it would turn into the worse reward. Goodness me! How does is possible? And for goodness saket hey were just three wishes, one more and the earth would blow up. Don't you think the monkey's paw works with logic? I mean, If you need a car and you say at the monkey's paw: "I need a better car" Tomorrow you'll see how your brother dies in a traffic accident and you inherit his car. Or you need a big amount of money, so the monkey's paw sets fire on your secured house and the next day you receive the money.

Now you get the gist you can understand how works the monkey's paw. That thing gives the creeps...

Could I encourage you to read the little tale? Maybe if our wishes are less selfish the monkey's paw doesn't turn them into a miserable reward.





Friday, October 13, 2017

Autumn Dreams ~Hallmark~

 I'm peaceful and thankful
 I learned a new song from Hillsong. I love it!
 I'm glad to stay here again.
 Listening: Thank you Jesus {Hillsong}







They were young, reckless and fallen in love with each other, but Annie was so young, only 18. Her father was in time to cancel their wedding. 15 years later she, mysteriously, still married and her, far away, husband Ben, sent her an act of divorce. How can it possible? What’s happening? They’re going to set a meeting and the problems are going to start.

You know, this movie matches perfectly well with Persuasion by Jane Austen. You know, they were engaged and someone important in the bride’s family break up their relationship, now, fifteen years later (eight to Persuasion) they have a meeting and fell in love in again.  


So! Annie and Ben ran away from her family farm to elope. It’s suppose was be cancel and now each one has a person to get married but those experience are really hard to forget. So I'm really sure you know how happens next, right? It's so easy and as long as these movies are from Hallmark, you'll know the end.





Friday, October 6, 2017

My summer is over






The weather is better and better, the sun is less hot and on the nights I use my pink blanket to cover my feet on the bed. Definitively, my days of summer are over and I have the sweetest taste on my tongue. It's as if I would have finished with a chapter on my life. There's no turning back and what I did that's all. I just can recall everything I did, watch all my photos and imagine the light breeze from the waves. Sweep a few happiness tears off and hope to the next summer, but I can sure you, it won't the same.



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