Laine's Blog, Thinking Out Loud

Love...

 

First love.

Second love.

Last Love.

 

 

True love.

 

We are both mother and child,

when it comes to love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Round statue in Budapest, Hungary.

Another...

 

 

 

Baltimore

or

Budapest?

 

 

 

 

 

Yesterday's answer......

Orlando, Disney Hollywood Studios, Faux Street!

 

 

There's Only Us...

 

 

This pelican and cormorant were a familiar sight at the Budapest Zoo.

Not exactly like our pelicans, but very familiar,

like the people were familiar. 

They may have spoken a very different language,

but they looked just like us!

 

There's a line from a U2 song:

 

There is no them,

there's only us.

 

You and me.

 

There's only us.

 

And the pelicans and cormorants and all the other creatures that call this planet home.

 

There is no them!

 

 

 

Budapest Zoo, and lyrics by U2, the song Invisible (RED).

 

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

 

  

What if you are here on this beautiful, physical, gravity based planet,

simply because you want to be here?

 You like a challenge!

 

 

 

In our smallest moments and our largest,

and everywhere in between,

this is it,

the stuff of our lives.

 

Are you having fun yet?

 

 

 

 

To be just a wet stone,

or to reflect the sky above?

 

 Changing your focus can conjure up magic,

 like this reflection in a very shallow pool of rainwater.

 

 

     

I'm fine really...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy New Year, Everyone!!!

 

 

 

 

Some samplings of photos and sayings from 2014!

Bring on the New Year!

 

 

Some Comfort...

 

 

Perhaps when we feel alone and fearful,

we truly aren't so alone.

 

Angels have been part of our imagination for a long, long time.

Maybe there is a reason for that?

 

At best there is some comfort

in believing that we are all being looked after somehow,

by beautiful, benevolent, winged angels!

 

 

 

 

Angel and soldier sculpture found in Budapest, Hungary and very similar to another sculpture in Baltimore, Maryland and probably in a lot of other countries and cities.

 

A Child's View of Things...

 

 

To an adult,

a cemetary is a serious thing,

 

 

but to a child,

 

 

it's another place that needs exploring.

 

No prior knowledge,

no expectations,

no prejudices,

a great way to live

each day.

 

 

 

 

Cemetary in Budapest, Hungary.

Kid = Aden.

 

Graves Disease

 

 

Considering these grave markers,

(are they discarded,or awaiting re-positioning,

it's hard to say?)

it might encourage one to seize the day,

since once you have given up your body,

you are really gone.

 

Maybe not really dead as some suggest,

but really

gone.

 

 

 

 

Ancient Cemetary outside of Budepest in Hungary.

Front Row...

 

 

 

 

 

More from the drive through Budapest.

 

Through the Car Window...

 

Traveling to the little towns and villages that we visited in Hungary,

we had to go through Budapest from Godollo.

 

These shots were taken through the windshield of the little Pugeot that got us around.

I can only identify one of the buildings, the Opera House.

 

 

This building had been gutted by a fire, and was being restored.

The Opera House

 

 

 

 

Budapest, Hungary.

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If I hadn't been traveling with a local,

I would have been hopelessly lost in Budapest.

 

This archway led from one street to another that took us to the train for home,

Godollo home that is.

 

It was this shadow cast onto the floor that intrigued me. 

 

 

Sometimes it's the little things in life that speak to the soul the most.

 

 

 

 

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Uh-oh...

 

 

Uh-oh, now what?

 

 

 

 

 

One of many sculptures found in the very exclusive clinic in the heart of Budapest.

(Apologies to the artist for not knowing her/his name.)

 

Budapest at Night...

 

 

Our last night in the city and we stumble upon a beer festival,

a distant lightening storm,

and the yellow train whizzing by a Jazz boat in front of the Palace

on the other side of the river.

 

 

 

Still livin' right!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Buda and Pest, in the rain...

 

Budapest used to be two cities separated by the Duna, or what we call the Danube River.

Buda is on the hilly side of the river.

And Pest is on the plane and is the more modern section of Budapest.

 

 

This is the Palace in the hills.

 

 

 

And this is the famous Parliament building on the Pest side of the river.