Showing posts with label Home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Home. Show all posts

Saturday, September 2, 2017

Homer

Homer
Home
Shrimp
Camarón
Camera
Cámara
Salón Dorado
La Casona D' Toño

Psalm 98:2
"The LORD hath made known his salvation: his righteousness hath he openly shewed in the sight of the heathen."





 Hearth








Homer











Hogar de Brooke
The living room features Louis XVI–style armchairs, a French Empire commode, and a 1970s Lucite-base cocktail table. A Keith Haring painting (a gift from the artist) and portraits by Will Cotton of Shields’s two daughters hang on walls painted in Benjamin Moore’s Chelsea Gray.













 Home











Cámara 






La Casona D' Toño









 Camarón








El Salón Dorado, Museo de Arte Costarricense, antiguo aeropuerto.






Chess:  "Homer" "Home" "Shrimp"  "Camarón" "Camera" "Cámara" "Salón Dorado" "La Casona D' Toño"

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Vermont

Vermont
Esmeralda
Swanton
Emerald
Home 
Zacatecas

Psalm 37:2
 "For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and wither as the green herb."



"the verities that the church proclaims are not verifiable"~~~Theodor Reik

"rising suns that gild the vernal morn"~~~Darwin

Vermont



Swanton


The Imperial Emerald at 206 carats is the world's most valuable emerald due to the fact that it is so clean, clear and is totally unenhanced. 






 PASEO in the Park, San José 1946


Chess: "Vermont" "Esmeralda" "Swanton" "Emerald" "Home" "Zacatecas"





Elvis Presley Green, Green Grass of Home
Elvis recorded it March 11, 1975.

The old home town looks the same,
As I step down from the train,
And there to meet me is my mama and papa
Down the road I look and there runs Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they'll all come to meet me,
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
Oh It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

The old house is still standing,
Though the paint is cracked and dry
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on
Yeah Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
Hair of gold and lips like cherries
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they'll all come to meet me,
Arms reaching, smiling sweetly
Oh It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Then I awake and look around me
Four gray walls that surround me
And I realize that I was only dreamin'
There's a guard and there's a sad old padre
Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home

Yes, they'll all come to see me
In the shade of that old oak tree
As they lay me beneath the green, green grass of home

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Hogar

Hogar
Home 

 
Romans 8:1 
"There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit."
 
  Early in The Morning
Jack Frost creeps across the hillside, trailing chilling, icy crystals in his wake.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 












 
Chess: "Hogar" "Home"