Saturday, 04 August 2007

Die duine maak ONS gelyk!!!

Ons is so besig om te probeer om die sand op hulle plek te hou waar ons dit wil hê...gelyk regoor die erf en nie op 'n hoop( duin), dat ons nie kans kry om almal te "update" oor die lewe in Al Ain nie! Julle hier is sandstorms, wilde sandstorms wat alles rondwaai, as ons koeie gehad het sou dit ook seker rondgewaai het want nie eer ons tuinbankies bly staande nie!


..net so ook die swembad het 'n sandbad geword!

...Jebel Hafeet...die berg, vroeg-oggend sien jy hom in al sy glorie



...en dan skielik is hy ...WEG!!!
mens staan nog heel verbaas en staar na die leegte dan is die storm OP jou!


Nou net soos dit buite lyk so is dit binne-in die huis ook die geval! DANKIE vir Ethel wat hierdie waardevolle "mail" na 2 moedelose skoonmaaksessies gestuur het!!
Dusting
Remember...a layer of dust protects the Wood beneath it. "A house becomes a home when you can write "I love you" on the furniture."I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure things were just perfect "in case someone came over"
Finally I realized one day that no-one came over; they were all out living life and having fun!
NOW, when people visit, I don't have to explain the "condition" of my home. They are more interested in hearing about the things I've been doing while I was away living life and having fun.

If you haven't figured this out yet, please heed this advice. Life is short. Enjoy it! Dust if you must.......
but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or write a letter,
bake cookies or a cake and lick the spoon or plant a seed,
ponder the difference between want and need?!

Dust if you must, but there's not much time . . . .

with rivers to swim and mountains to climb,
music to hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead. Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your eyes,
the wind in your hair,
a flutter of snow, a shower of rain.

This day will not come around, again. Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
old age will come and it's not kind. . . .

And when you go - and go you must - you, yourself will make more dust!

It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dankie tog daar is julle .... net gedog die sand het julle heeltemal weggewaai. Dit lyk maar dynserig hier vanoggend ook maar dis als die humiditeit se skuld. Kyk more vir jou "prys" Vicky!

Anonymous said...

Ai ai.... liewer julle en die sand. Mense!!! Gelukkig het ons die see in Abu Dhabi wat reg rondom baie van die sand afkeer, want die laaste paar dae waai die wind ook maar woes hier. Ek stem saam met die vrou wat die gedig oor stof geskryf het... of was dit 'n moedelose man wat dalkies nie sy vrou agter die stoflap kon uitkry nie? Dankie vir die deel van die stukkie kosbaarheid. Charmaine