Christmas for Charlie Brown
Oh dear, Charlie Brown
Oh dear, Charlie Brown
Last week I was in ChinaTown. It was very colourful there.Lots of hot food cooking, fun people and colourful fancy dress to watch. I wonder if people in China are so colourful in real life.
Birds can be colourful.I like birds.And they sing.The Sky Larks, the Meadow Pipits,the Nightjars and Nightingales.
Colourful creepy crawlies have never appealed to me.Like frogs.They can have the colours of flowers, but they are all wet and slithery.Yuk !
Sometimes life can be tough among freinds.Even Charlie Brown has his ups and downs.Just like me.
When the sunlight hits a flower,the flower glows with light and exuberance
Flowers are the rain of the heavens on the earth.The drops of colour like the drips from Monet’s paintings across the landscape.
My other love is colour.I love flowers.Things that sparkle.These I bought from crimeajewel.They are rare.I have never seen pearls that are “pink” anywhere.They only have white pearls and black pearls.No one I know except me has a pink pearl.
Life can be so complicated.So serious.So time consuming.That is why I love little Charlie brown.So sweet.So innocent.So nice.A world of freindship and fun without cruelty or hardship.A land where the smile is the currency of life.