Prompt from Friends Of HSMSHS
Twilight...The novel
Edward Cullen, Chapter 9.
"I followed your scent".
Sunday, 29 November 2009
Saturday, 21 November 2009
Thursday, 19 November 2009
Tuesday, 17 November 2009
Thursday, 12 November 2009
Wednesday, 11 November 2009
Tuesday, 10 November 2009
Monday, 9 November 2009
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
Tuesday, 3 November 2009
Sunday, 1 November 2009
Wisdom For The Weekend
Monday, 19 October 2009
Wisdom For The Weekend
Prompt from Friends Of HSMSHS If Tomorrow Never Comes
So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes
Sometimes late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
And the thought crosses my mind
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed
So I made a promise to myself
To say each day how much she means to me
And avoid that circumstance
Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes
So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes
Sometimes late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
And the thought crosses my mind
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed
So I made a promise to myself
To say each day how much she means to me
And avoid that circumstance
Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes
Thursday, 15 October 2009
Tuesday, 13 October 2009
Candy And Reflection
Prompt from 2sisters2pictures
Reflection
The production of a image by or as if by a mirror
Candy
A confection made with sugar
Reflection
The production of a image by or as if by a mirror
Candy
A confection made with sugar
Monday, 12 October 2009
Sunday, 11 October 2009
Wisdom For The Weekend
Friends Of HSMSHS Wisdom For The Weekend...prompt by Tammy
"A Change in the Air"
Clint Black
"The leaves are turning, soon they'll fall...And tonight I feel a change in the air."
There's something talkin' in the wind
Whispering through the trees
That feeling in my bones again
Just puts me right at ease
It takes me back to all the times
I've been here before
But crossroads, old familiar signs
Tell me there's something more
Can't explain, there's something strange about the early fall
It's comfort leaving me without a care
I remain but everything around me hears the call
And tonight I feel a change in the air
The leaves are turning, soon they'll fall
There's a norther blowing in
The memories flowin', I recall
Those changes in the wind
But I can never try to understand
There's nothing you can hold in your hand
Can't explain, there's something strange about the early fall
It's comfort leaving me without a care
I remain but everything around me hears the call
And tonight I feel a change in the air
Yes I'll surely feel a change in the air
"A Change in the Air"
Clint Black
"The leaves are turning, soon they'll fall...And tonight I feel a change in the air."
There's something talkin' in the wind
Whispering through the trees
That feeling in my bones again
Just puts me right at ease
It takes me back to all the times
I've been here before
But crossroads, old familiar signs
Tell me there's something more
Can't explain, there's something strange about the early fall
It's comfort leaving me without a care
I remain but everything around me hears the call
And tonight I feel a change in the air
The leaves are turning, soon they'll fall
There's a norther blowing in
The memories flowin', I recall
Those changes in the wind
But I can never try to understand
There's nothing you can hold in your hand
Can't explain, there's something strange about the early fall
It's comfort leaving me without a care
I remain but everything around me hears the call
And tonight I feel a change in the air
Yes I'll surely feel a change in the air
Saturday, 10 October 2009
Friday, 9 October 2009
Thursday, 8 October 2009
Wednesday, 7 October 2009
Car
Prompt from 2sisters2pictures
4-wheeled motor vehicle; usually propelled by an internal combustion engine.
4-wheeled motor vehicle; usually propelled by an internal combustion engine.
Sunday, 4 October 2009
Wisdom For The Weekend
Friends Of HSMSHS
Prompt this week from Chris
A Soft Day by W.M.Letts
A soft day, thank God!
A wind from the south
With a honeyed mouth;
Ascent of drenching leaves,
Briar and beech and lime,
White elder-flower and thyme
And the soaking grass smells sweet,
Crushed by my two bare feet,
while the rain drips,
Drips,drips,drips from the leaves
A soft day,thank God!
The hills wear a shroudOf silver cloud;
The web the spider weaves
Is a glittering net;
The woodland path is wet
And the soaking earth smells sweet
Under my two bare feet,
And the rain drips,
Drips,drips,drips from the leaves
The web the spider weaves is a glittering net
The hills wear a shroud
Of silver cloud
Prompt this week from Chris
A Soft Day by W.M.Letts
A soft day, thank God!
A wind from the south
With a honeyed mouth;
Ascent of drenching leaves,
Briar and beech and lime,
White elder-flower and thyme
And the soaking grass smells sweet,
Crushed by my two bare feet,
while the rain drips,
Drips,drips,drips from the leaves
A soft day,thank God!
The hills wear a shroudOf silver cloud;
The web the spider weaves
Is a glittering net;
The woodland path is wet
And the soaking earth smells sweet
Under my two bare feet,
And the rain drips,
Drips,drips,drips from the leaves
The web the spider weaves is a glittering net
The hills wear a shroud
Of silver cloud
Friday, 2 October 2009
Tuesday, 29 September 2009
Thursday, 24 September 2009
Tuesday, 22 September 2009
Monday, 21 September 2009
Wisdom For The Weekend
At Friends Of HSMSHS it is wisdom for the weekend
Poem by William Butler Yates, prompt by Sue
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Poem by William Butler Yates, prompt by Sue
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Tuesday, 15 September 2009
Craft
Today's prompt from Friends Of HSMSHS is Craft
Lyrics from Irish Rover by The Pogues
On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her.
She'd got several blasts, she'd twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Irish Rover.
Lyrics from Irish Rover by The Pogues
On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore-and-aft
And oh, how the wild winds drove her.
She'd got several blasts, she'd twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Irish Rover.
Close Up
Carrie has started a web page called Through The Eyes Of A Amateur. There are daily word prompts to inspire budding photographers.
This week she has set a black and white theme and today's word prompt is
Close Up
This week she has set a black and white theme and today's word prompt is
Close Up
Sunday, 13 September 2009
In My Life
Sadly HSMSHS no longer exists as we knew it, it can however be found here on facebook, now known as Friends Of HSMSHS.
Sunday's Wisdom For The Weekend has been set by Sue and is inspired by the Beatles song In My Life
There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all
Sunday's Wisdom For The Weekend has been set by Sue and is inspired by the Beatles song In My Life
There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all
Friday, 31 July 2009
Wisdom For The Weekend
Wisdom For The Weekend over at HSMSHS
"For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart"
by William Butler Yeats
"For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart"
by William Butler Yeats
Tuesday, 28 July 2009
Polychromatic
Prompt from HSMSHS is Polychromatic
Describing many colours. Show us something polychromatic in your space!
And from yesterday Tool
An implement, usually used by hand to aid or assist with a designed task
Describing many colours. Show us something polychromatic in your space!
And from yesterday Tool
An implement, usually used by hand to aid or assist with a designed task
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