If We Were Having Coffee: Elections, V.E Day 70th Anniversary, Planets and Mother’s Day

If  we  were having  Coffee  :  time  again to ask how  are  you all are   and  what  have  you been up  to this  week!  Come in it is lovely  to see you all here again. The fires are lit and  the cushions are plumped up and  we have  the coffee and tea on  the go  and the cakes and sweets are all set out.  We  have  tea  and coffee  from all over  the world not to mention all our cakes  and muffins  and  as Paul  calls  them sweets! Every single  one  is  calorie  free! Plus of course  we now have spirits  and liquors  to warm the coldest of  you.

If we were having  Coffee: I would ask  you what  has been going on in your world this week, has  anything  deeply affected  you, have  you need a sympathetic ear, a shoulder to cry  on or  just  needed someone  to make  you laugh! If  yes  feel free to talk it out  here  with us. We will all help if  we can.

If we were having Coffee: I would  remind  you  that  there  are lots of  other  coffee mornings  all shared  and organized  By  Diana  and  Gene’O  over at,Part time monster  

Well  now  what  has  been  happening  in  your  part  of  the  world? We  have  finally had  our  General  Election  and in  some places  local  council  elections  as  well.

It  really  seems  that  the Election  Campaign has  been  going on  forever  but  finally  this  Thursday  just  gone, 7th of  May  it  arrived! Hubby  and I  were  up  early  and  though  we went  to  vote  at  different  times  we cast our  votes  early.

If  we  were having  Coffee:  I would  tell  you  that   I was  amazed  to  see a universe of  planets  at  the polling  station! It was an interplanetary  experience!

Interplanetary voters

Interplanetary voters

I came  face  to  face  with  six  young  voters! It  was  their  last  day  at school and their  first Legal  Vote and  lucky  them  it  fell on  a General  Election!! Why  were  they  dressed as planets… well I  have  no idea  but I  do know  that in  recent  years  those  leaving  school  locally   have a fancy  dress  day  and a  leavers  ball! So I  guess  these  bright  young  things  decided  to  go galactic!

Would  you like  another  coffee  or  a piece  of  cake? There  are plenty  to choose  from, and  they  are  all calorie  free.

 

If  we  were having  Coffee : I would  tell  you  that Friday 8th May  was  the 70th Anniversary  of  VE Day read  more here.

The  three  days  of  celebrations  started  at  the  Cenotaph at 3pm, on  the  8th May.  the chimes of Big Ben and ceremonial guns at Wellington Barracks and the Tower of London marked a national two-minute silence. Guns were also sounded from saluting posts in Edinburgh, Cardiff and Belfast. Members of the public lined the streets and schools, organisations and companies across the UK participated.

Following the silence, the Last Post was played by a Royal Marine bugler and wreaths were laid by those attending. The service included a reading of extracts from Winston Churchill’s speech by Mr Randolph Churchill, Great-Grandson of Winston Churchill, hymns and a blessing and concluded with the playing of the National Anthem.

 

Over  200 beacons  were  lit  all over  England  on Friday  8th May  as  part  of  these  same  celebrations, more  details  here.

 

If  we  were having Coffee: I would  tell  you  that  in  this  week  of  General Elections, planet  sightings  and 70th  VE commemorations   that  the  hubby  and I  have been  busy too.

Now  I  know  that  the US  is  celebrating  Mothers Day  this  weekend I  want  to  wish  all mothers  a  wonderful  day   and  to  all children I  encourage  you  to do do  something  special  for  your Mums  they  love  you so!

Here  is  the poem I  wrote  for  my  mum  some years ago

Gentle she was

Mum

Gentle she was, a young woman of means, beautiful in her Marcel Wave she was.

A hair dresser with her own shop a teaser of hair and tresses.

Then the quiet Irish man took her eye and her heart.

Not impressed were her parents with the young Irish trade unionist from the motor trade.

Time eventually brought them round to accept the vows the young couple had made.

Grief she bore when her fist born died at six months

brave she was to have more. Three girls then two boys , and two more angels lost in-between.

Then after all was finished me, making six.

Hard she worked to bring us up and support her quiet man who was there for her too.

Kind she was, good and open hearted she was.

The door always open to family and waifs and strays

big hearted she was to all who past through our door.

Always there she was, with words of wisdom and comfort.

Her beautiful heart shone through her eyes.

Patient she was  but there was temper there if needed,

she was not strong or mean but if needed her children and her man she would defend to the death!

Beautiful she was in features and in heart

there was not task she would not finish if she had made a start.

Cried for her daughters she did as her man gave them away

and when her sons went too she had a proud day.

Together alone again by themselves again.

Happy she was full of the business of her quiet man.

Yet she was always ready to talk and help and ease our pain.

Cleaver she was but not school or college wise she was wise in life and love and truth and need.

Lonely she was when her man was taken ,

wept she did as she wanted to join him.

Lost she was without the quiet man .

Heart broken she became though she threw herself in to caring for grandchildren.

Gone she was before her body, her mind and soul went to him.

Lost to us she was, a smile here and there maybe a flash of recognition.

Unknowing of all around her she was,sad eyed frighted lamb lonely lonely.

Tiny she was when she went sadly lost to us long before .

Gone into her mind to find her quiet man.

Tears we shed for her,we wept in grief and I in anger because so long had she been gone and I had wanted to talk to her,

but gone she really was.

Anemones her favourite flowers were they always remind me of her.

I forgave her for leaving me and now accept she had to go

as by the side of her quiet man was where she had to be.

Mum’s favourite flowers

Never to be forgotten.

If  we  were  having  coffee  : I  would  ask if you  could  do  with a  refill and  a cake. I  must  close  now  so  lets  go  and join  Paul  he is over  at  Mark’s place  this  week and  all his  guests they  are all enjoying  themselves  by  the fire!

And of course  the

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over at Part Time  Monster  and Gene’O’s

 

Musical Theme : “Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun”

Stars like Dice

She picked the stars up like dice

and threw them once and threw twice.

Till they were scattered in the sky,

an amazing mix to beguile the eye.

Then colouring a deep indigo

she made a stunning backdrop for the stars to show.

There was such a stunning light

and she decided to call it night.

She spread her arms out far and wide

and defied any soul to reach the other side.

All day she played at this

and every now an then she would ignite a sun with just a kiss.

Galaxy after Galaxy she set out within  her being.

She was unsure if she was travelling to, or fleeing.

Then she had a mad idea, made a planet green and blue

and planted the seed for me and you.

Eventually she got bored and looked for some new employment

she made oceans and land and all of that was  for our enjoyment.

But as she was growing tired

and  so she made something less inspired.

From within her tired mind

she created mankind.

https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2011/11/26/stars-like-dice/

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Beatles  Good days Sunshine

 

 

 

Pink floyd darkside of the moon!

 

 

Orion

 

 

Journey to the Center of the Sun

 

 

Death Of The Sun [Full]

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ONCE UPON A MOON

Look at me sitting on the moon

watching stars as they past me, whizz and zoom.

I spent all day making more

you can count and keep a score.

I have attached by ribbons bright to my moon the most bright

so you can sit and view them tonight.

I have searched the the skies at night

for new stars out on their maiden flight.

I can see stories in this universe

so many things which cannot be reversed.

Rushing fast present, future past

the truths the lies the dye is cast.

Stars are golden, stars are bright

stars dance unendingly all through their life.

They see things we never dreamed of colours, vistas of dust

over millennia they have form a planets’ crust.

Stars are sparkly stars are light ….

if only we would  treat  them right

https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2012/03/17/once-upon-a-moon/

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FAREWELL TO EARTH
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(A Sonnet to a dying Earth. Eight lines A,B. A,B A,B A,B )

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It was hard to leave, hard to understand

Some tried hard to save our Earth

The others ignored the facts out of hand.

Where once was green and plenty all was now dust and dearth.

I was not alone there were others of us there

Set upon this lonely moon

Destined , now to travel who knows where.

Afraid and frightened I sat marooned

https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/08/26/farewell-to-earth/

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Ambient space music. Travel to another planet with only your headphones

 

 

Stellardrone – Pale Blue Dot

 

 

Stellardrone – The Edge Of Forever

 

 

Measuring the Speed of Light – Wonders of the Universe  : Professor  Brian Cox.

 

 

Carl Sagan Glorious Dawn

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TWINKLE TWINKLE

They told me the job was easy, the told me my days would be free

but the fact that it would take me eons to complete was the fact they kept from me.

They asked if I was serious, they inquired  if I was trustworthy, hard working and able to work alone.

They forgot to tell me my eyes would be completely boggled every morning when I got home.

They gave me a computer a pad and pen

and they threw in broadband but after that I did not hear from them again!

Their medical division offered me some dark glasses but I think that was a joke.

The scientific section got me a telescope. I was all excited with this job and so  full of hope.

They showed me my work station, it was in a field

they bought me in a ergonomic chair, across the grass it wheeled.

I was allowed two tea breaks and a 30 minute lunch

but definitely no coffee at my desk, and they threw in some coloured bands so I could keep my pens all in a bunch.

They gave me an umbrella in case there should be rain

and a little woolly hat just to protect my brain.

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So now I was ready excited and inspired

I was determined to make them glad that it was me they had hired.

Now I hear your brain ticking I know what you want to know

what is it that my job is and why does it please me so.

I have to count the stars all of them up in the skies.

Which means I shall be busy every night with stars before my eyes!

 ps And now they have me working and my contract has begun

They have moved  the blooming goal posts  and they want me to also map  the Sun??!!

https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/2013/05/06/twinkle-twinkle/

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http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2013/12/02/music-theme-for-december-4th-set-the-controls-for-the-heart-of-the-sun/

Deborah    D.S. Nelson     http://47whitebuffalo.wordpress.com/2013/12/04/catch-some-heat-rays-set-the-controls-for-the-heart-of-the-sun-music-theme/

Music themes Space

47whitebuffalo    and Bearspawprint  have a new challenge. They willl each find six musical selection on a theme that we will take turns choosing.  Eva graciously agreed to choose the first theme and she chose SPACE   they agreed to post the first group October 1, 2013.  Today.  Now we shall see if we chose the same pieces.  Anyone who would like to join us certainly may.  We are hoping to encounter new music within our determined frameworks. This October 1 SPACE  as in:  planets, moons, stars, ‘outer’ space, big bang, space sci fi was chosen by Eva.  I have constructed a “page”to house  this first group of music choices.  If you have contributions, ideas, suggestions, more music please feel free to post with  relevant links in the comments. Here are links to Eva’s page: http://47whitebuffalo.wordpress.com/2013/10/01/space-whats-between-your-ears/ Space ~ what’s between your ears? Here is the link to  SPACE  MUSIC page:  http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/music-themes-space/ And here are the SPACE selection I chose: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Thanks for the great idea Ladies!!

Reach up for the stars

Reach for the stars

Reach up for the stars, it’s not so far. Aim high fly up into the clear blue sky. Watch the birds winging by singing happy songs as they fly.

Things are so confusing, time is passing you by. We are tired of being earth bound it is time for us to fly! Ascend above the clouds and through the atmosphere lets spin off of this planet and get away from here.

Wouldn’t it fabulous, wouldn’t it be fun if we could escape gravity and tiny little bits of star dust we could become. Spinning along the milky way dipping past the Sun. Looping loops round Venus, Jupiter and Mars riding rings round Saturn playing leap frog with the stars.

Lets fly out into our universe  and head out past our Sun we could we maybe find out who lives next door and ask them out to have some fun!

He fights beyond Io

Alone at the rising of the suns

 

Alone on the edge awaiting the dawn here on the outer rim of Orion I watch the light arrive on Caprica with the morn. From here I see far beyond the horizon the endless night skies to where they reach down to frozen lands where endless snow flies.

I count the suns, one, two, three they light the pitch black but they will not light me. I quickly slip back into the cave I shall no longer walk under the suns until he returns, the one I crave.

He flies his ship around Io as he watches for ships from Jupiter below. I pray for his safe return for without him for me there is no life I know. I will him safe I will him the victor may his ship zoom and fly in hails of photons and skim through firestorms along the the event horizon I wave my fists at the climbing suns I beg them return him to me the loss I feel in my blood as it runs in my veins………… Return him I beg them please I scream or do I just  implore in vain.

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