Cowardly acts

Only when I turned on  the news early this morning,  did I see what horror and pain and  suffering, that the so called 'Isis' inflicted on the  innocent people of Paris.  

What more can the people of Europe do to help the influx of refugees from the devestation that 'Isis has inflicted' on their own people, within their own countries. We have given them everything.   I do not care to write about bad things.  Its a big world out there, and we must all be able to get along with one another.   

For me, this morning my mood changed.  This cowardly act has hit me hard.  The face of Europe is changing and at a fast pace too.  Is there no stopping these cowards , because that is what I call them. 

I lit a candle .. It truly was a black Friday the 13th.    France , a country that is for ..freedom and liberty.

All nationalities under their canopy.    

 There is so much I would like to write about.. but think it not appropriate for the internet.
My views on European law, are changing and as from today, will change even more.

 A rose for the people of Paris..  

No comments..

Its been raining now heavily for a week, with a few hours of respite in between. No complaints, its needed.    I went for a quick walk down the path, with the dogs.  Winter is on its way. When it rains and november arrives , we can get some colder days.  I ordered a ton of wood for the wood burner, should come before the weekend.  I have not had any heating on since April , more or less.  I have turned it on now for this evening.  

The sky is heavy and laying low.  Rain clouds over head.  Its damp and wet. 

A night for watching a good movie, and cuddling up with a blanket . 

Weather man says, that we might get some sun more towards weekend. 

                                            Getting the outside furniture, ready for storage.

                                                   All the bushes are growing like mad.

                                               The olive trees  are laden.  I always feel sad during these days.. as no one wants to pick olives any more.  It is a back breaking job.  In some ways, the common market is not a good thing.!!  I just have to let them fall , hoping the birds and little night animals will eat them.  I usually have had a batter exchange going.. but no one interested.

          The pastures are getting much greener with more foliage.. The horses are happy with their daily showers.

                                                            overgrowing, somehow I like it.

                                               Kept this little pink Gerda cut smaller this season..and its bloomed. They bloom all year around.   I hope its Gerda..!  someone told me it was. I am hopeless with the names of flowers.

              Except this one.   I still have buds blooming.  Changing my vases every 3 days with fresh cut ones.
Life goes on the same here at Quintinha das Rosas.   Its time for making plans and finishing others.
Having a house and garden, there is always something that one wants to add or change.
Its going dark now.
Time to wish you all a very good evening and a happy week.

Thank you for all your kind comments on my last post.

Val ,,,,,,,,,,,,,