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New Year’s Eve - I wish you a very Happy New Year! May 2017 bring you joy and happiness!

Good bye 2016! Bring it on, 2017!

Winter Is The Time For Comfort

Fire by Mihaela Limberea

Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk besides the fire: it is the time for home.

Edith Sitwell

’Twas The Night Before Christmas


Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house 

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; 

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, 

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; 

The children were nestled all snug in their beds; 

While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; 

And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, 

Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap, 

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, 

I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. 

Away to the window I flew like a flash, 

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. 

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, 

Gave a lustre of midday to objects below, 

When what to my wondering eyes did appear, 

But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer, 

With a little old driver so lively and quick, 

I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick. 

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, 

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: 

"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen! 

On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen! 

To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! 

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" 

As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, 

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; 

So up to the housetop the coursers they flew 

With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too— 

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof 

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. 

As I drew in my head, and was turning around, 

Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. 

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, 

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; 

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, 

And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack. 

His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! 

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! 

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, 

And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow; 

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, 

And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath; 

He had a broad face and a little round belly 

That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. 

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, 

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; 

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head 

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; 

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, 

And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, 

And laying his finger aside of his nose, 

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose; 

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, 

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. 

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight— 

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

Clement Clarke Moore (1779 – 1863), A Visit from St Nicholas (more commonly known as The Night Before Christmas).

I wish you a Merry Christmas and a wonderful day with family and friends!

Haiku Tuesday: Tea-Pickers and a Cuckoo

Green by Mihaela Limberea

It may be that, hidden in the shade of the trees,

Tea-pickers too are listening to the cuckoo.

by Basho

Translation by Asataro Miyamori

Three Is A Magic Number

Frost in the Woods by Mihaela Limberea

Frost by Mihaela Limberea

Frozen Spider Web by Mihaela Limberea

Autumn may be my favorite season, but winter definitely has its charms too, wouldn’t you say?

Throwback Thursday: Pilanesberg Safari, South Africa

Pilanesberg, South Africa (1)

It’s Throwback Thursday! I couldn’t decide what to choose for today so in the end I just started browsing through my photos, looking for inspiration. And there they were - photos from my safari in Pilanesberg, South Africa!

Pilanesberg, South Africa (2)

Pilanesberg, South Africa

Pilanesberg, South Africa (3)

I had completely forgotten that a few years ago I spent some winter days in sunny and warm South Africa. 

Pilanesberg, South Africa (5)

Pilanesberg, South Africa (7)

Pilanesberg, South Africa (6)

It’s so funny how memory works. This was one of the greatest and enjoyable experiences I had in my life, and somehow I managed to push it out of my mind as it never had been. I actually got so excited that I’ve almost started looking for a new trip :-).

Haiku Tuesday: Autumn is Advanced

Dark Forest by Mihaela Limberea - Version 2

The autumn is advanced.

What sort of people can my neighbours be?

by Basho

Translation by Asataro Miyamori

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