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A sea of blue eyes



COULD every blossom find a voice

And sing a strain to me,

I know where I would place my choice,

Which my delight should be.

I would not choose the lily tall,

The rose from musky grot,

But I would still my minstrel call

The blue Forget-me-not.


And I on mossy bank would lie,

Of brooklet, rippling clear;

And she of the sweet, azure eye,

Close at my listening ear,

Should sing into my soul a strain

Might never be forgot,

So rich with joy, so rich with pain--

The blue Forget-me-not.


Ah! every blossom hath a tale,

With silent grace to tell,

From rose that reddens to the gale

To modest heather-bell;

But oh! the flower in every heart

That finds a sacred spot

To bloom, with azure leaves apart,

Is the Forget-me-not.


Love plucks it from the mosses green

When parting hours are high,

And places it Love's palms between

With many an ardent sigh;

And bluely up from grassy graves

In some loved churchyard spot

It glances tenderly and waves

The dear Forget-me-not.

(Isabella Valancy Crawford)


I would like to dedicate this photo to the mourners of lost ones. And then to all those who still have a beloved one nearby but THEY have lost the capacity of remembering (e.g. Alzheimer). And to those who have family and friends who decided to forget about knowing them. And to all those who just LOVE this modest, humble and beautiful flower; such as myself… :-)


My husband and I had an infinitely touching get-together last Saturday. We have dear, dear friends where the husband is suffering from an advanced state of cancer. Every time (which is not too often) we visit, we are convinced that it is the last time we see him. Every time we take farewell for good - and every time our terminally ill friend is giving US new strength, not the other way round! Probably doesn't say much for us but it says a whole lot for him. This is just to say: K. & H. - We are with you EVERY DAY, with our thoughts and prayers and we will never forget you. You will go when the time is fulfilled. And it will be entirely our loss...


Speziell gewidmet unseren Freunden K. & H.St. mit innigem Dank für alle Eure Liebe, die Ihr uns immer entgegen bringt. Jedes Mal, wenn wir Abschied nehmen von Euch, bricht es uns fast das Herz - und immer gehen WIR getröstet von dannen.... was wahrscheinlich nicht sehr positiv ist für uns, wenn wir doch eigentlich EUCH Trost spenden sollten - aber was uns jedes Mal auch mit grosser Dankbarkeit erfüllt!

Ihr seid so tief in unserem Herzen eingebettet, dass Ihr ein Teil von uns selbst geworden seid.


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PS: In June 2007, our friend Karl left his earthly abode and around the same time, another very dear friend went back to his maker .... Both are now watching over us from above and they are very happy indeed :)


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Taken on April 26, 2007