Af echad / achat eno /a muvan /venet me'elav me'ele'aa. Thanks for visiting.. Thanks for sharing your life with me. WITH ALL MY LOVE.. Because this is my way, NIRA.

Enjoy it... I love it!

Just think about this... I have my own thoughts...
Enjoy the day!

Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni mane
Khamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinaw
Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw
mo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale

Roughneck and rudeness,
We should be using, on the ones who practice wicked charms
For the sword and the stone
Bad to the bone
Battle is not over
Even when it's won
And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone the skin is living in

CHORUS
It's not a second
severalseconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting
It's not a second
7 seconds away
Just as long as I stay
I'll be waiting (x3)

J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout,
J'aimerais qu'on oublie leur couleur pour qu'ils esperent
Beaucoup de sentiments de race qui font qu'ils desesperent
Je veux les portes grandements ouvertes,
Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie
Pour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas Changer

CHORUS

And when a child is born into this world
It has no concept
Of the tone of the skin he's living in
And there's a million voices
And there's a million voices
To tell you what she should be thinking
So you better sober up for just a second

Eshkol Pa'eis "Oehel Shem"
Opening: 9.9.09 at 19:00
until: 1.11.09
Accurate details at the attachment. Please feel free to copy and paste my invitation and send those who may be interested in visiting my exhibition.

Shabat nifla'aa

Ballet en 5 parties de Jacques Offenbach. Arrangeur Merle J. Isaac. Chef d'orchestre Shay Bouxbaum. La fanfare de Or Yéhouda exécute la 2iemme partie Valse et 3iemme partie Galop".

As some of you know, my friends, I was once a member of this band - during my youth ( 8 years )... Being a Graduate myself though not playing myself nowadays , I was very excited to be a guest at the annual concert of the " Graduates of the Ramat-Gan Band "... I was honored & had a lot of fun to take this wonderful group's photos, before and at show...

The group today consists of members ages from 25 to 65. Yes, I know few members from once.... and though ...Years passed...... some people changed, but there's something "in the air ", that feels like so much as I can remember from once... OH YES, I could feel their excitement :-)).... Tell me please...

How many photographers has the chance to take photos of a band, they once maybe were part of :-))...... Well...

Here are several photos that were taken before the show. I presented myself as the Official Photographer as the event...:-)

Thanks for visiting my blog, I hope you enjoy my post today here, as much as I enjoy this event... the music, the excitement... and the PHOTOS of course.

" Graduates of the Ramat - Gan Band ". Conductor : Shai Buxbaum. at " Kivun kelim "... behind the scenes/ backstage ...

Good night from Israel

Richard Sanderson Reality Lyrics:
Met you by surprise
I didn't realize
That my life would change forever
Saw you standing there
I didn't know I'd care
There was something
special in the air

Dreams are my reality
The only kind of real fantasy
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
It seems as if it's meant to be

Dreams are my reality
A different kind of reality
I dream of loving in the night
And loving seems alright
Although it's only fantasy

If you do exist
Honey don't resist
Show me a new way of loving
Tell me that it's true
Show me what to do
I feel something special about you

Dreams are my reality
The only kind of reality
Maybe my foolishness is past
And maybe now at last
I'll see how the real thing can be

Dreams are my reality
A wond'rous world
where I like to be
I dream of holding you all night
And holding you seems right
Perhaps that's my reality

Met you by surprise
I didn't realize
That my life would change forever
Tell me that it's true
Feelings that are new
I feel something special about you

Dreams are my reality
A wond'rous world
where I like to be
Illusions are a common thing
I try to live in dreams
Although it's only fantasy

Dreams are my reality
I like to dream of you close to me
I dream of loving in the night
And loving you seems right
Perhaps that's my reality

There's A LOT to learn and enjoy there.
AMAZING PHOTOGRAPHY, at it's BEST.

Harry thanks so much for the surprise... I was just thinking about you the other day...
It seems it goes both sides...
Life coincidences..................when there's no coincidence.

Today, Green day in Amirim school, we completed ecological artistic project with the kids. Four mothers, Talia, Limor, Dorit and myself were responsible to design the ball with 3rd classes of school . Subject of the project : "The ball is in our hands " - "Shomrim Aal Hakadur " - Saving the ball During the last month the kids at school were learning about the ecological damage to Earth. At the same time, each age group, got a project to make with the parents , about the damages cause by : Plastic, Nylon, Batteries, Air pollution & Cutting trees etc. SO.. Our project was about the ecological damage of batteries. For general information... Batteries contain metals, such as :nickel , cadmium, lithium,copper etc.. While the batteries are thrown to garbage, the wrapping layer is being dismantled, by the contact with all kind of juices..... Eventually particle of the metals reaches and penetrate the ground , and finally it reaches underground water and actually pollute WATER.

The Ball is papier-mache' + adding batteries . Painted with Gouache. All the kids of 3rd grade were involved in this project. ( 15 minutes each :-)

As you can see at the slide show below , photos were taken today, another sunny day of Israeli Winter....... I hope that for next year, Green day, school will arrange sheds from the sun, for the workshops. ( I did ask :-)... Perhaps next year other parents will volunteer :-).. it's a good idea! Thanks for reading & viewing me. Happy Valentine's to ALL of you, WITH MY LOVE... Nira.

http://www.squidoo.com/israel_land_of-my-dreams

"En li erets acheret... "

We had a lot of bombs in our area. My brothers house is very near. It's very hard because we worry about the children.

To be walking outside you should have a shelter within 45 seconds.

A woman living nearby died and she is a mother of 4.

Many worries and I just hope it will be over without more people hurt.

I am really glad to hear from you

Let's meet when thing improve

Love

Michal" The photo attached is Michal, my friend from Shenkar college days, at the printing table, probably working at her final project, 1988. Well Michal, if you are here by chance, and wonder about the photo, Bram gave it to me, few years ago... Stay safe, and I hope you'll consider come to us . Praying for you ALL...... HUGS, Love you.... Nira.

"President Peres explains in an interview that the purpose of fighting in Gaza was to stop the threat to residents of the South, and an agreement in Gaza. "Israel has chosen not to damage in children, Hamas decided to make rooms for children of war", says President. Peres also Disengagement: "I justify the disengagement. The only mistake she did not coordinated with Abu - Mazen"

Peres on the fighting in Gaza

President, Shimon Peres, estimates that the fighting is done in the next few days - so he says in an interview tonight, a special channel 2 news. He did not think we should expand the operation and is not sorry about the disengagement from Gaza, but think you might have to do it otherwise.

"when you fight terrorism, victory is not a prominent bribery meaningful," said Peres, "It's important not to separate and that we got to lose. The aim of the operation was to protect the residents of the South, did not sign an agreement with Hamas. Israel has changed the situation in Gaza".

Peres also referred to the decision by the UN cease-fire immediately. "Always decides on the UN cease-fire, this is not our failure," emphasized President. "Hamas hurry up and said 'no' cease-fire, not so much claims to Israel."

Peres says that Hamas is guilty in any victims. "Israel has chosen not to damage in children, they (Hamas) decided to make rooms for children of war. Israel should demand from the world: not bring Irso Hamas mortars rooms Children, weapons, terrorists to hospitals."

President said that he is not sorry for making the disengagement plan: "I justify the disengagement. Now if the settlers were there, we had to protect them now, and there were also victims among the settlers. Our only mistake was not arranged well the timing of the disengagement with Abu - Mazen."
President believes that the elections will be held in time. "I do not see what will postponement. In any event, what to do without, I hope we reach the end of hostilities." "


Our thoughts & prayers with those risk their lives for the existence of Israel, our soldiers. Our thoughts with ALL victims of this war, both sides.

Yes, I learned that the media show partly the Israeli side of the story.
Many people who I met virtually, were very supportive .
I also understood that by my words, I can't describe what happened in this country since, I Nira remember herself.
One thing is sure... No one here really wish to do wars... People need the peace to live normally, without daily fears.

Just few days ago, I went to eat with my mother breakfast... I found her with tears in her eyes... she's not that kind of lady that is crying fast usually... ( I don't remember when she cried before)
I asked her, what happened ?
She said to me, there will be a ground attack of our army in Gaza, and that means the price might be too high.... death of more people.
I told her to turn off the radio...
Ever since I can remember myself, as small girl there were wars and terror here, in Israel.
As I see it : terror is a war..
OH.. Yeah, I remember those days, living at my parents home, 7:00 o'clock in the morning, first thing, is the news... yes, the first thing my mother used to do as she got up in the morning. Of course, every hour, my parents need to hear the news, like most people living in Isreal, i think.. NO, personally I prefer to hear less.
My morning starts with kids channel, another start for the day, to my kids.
AND... OH yes... we don't like the innocent citizen of both sides get injured or killed in war. Not ours nor theirs. It's very painful to see the horrors of war.
and I'm not the only one... today, I talked with a friend... She told me she cries when she saw yesterday the news from Gaza...

During 8 years the citizen of South of Israel are being bombed by those kasam rockets...8 years... and now those improved missiles - Graads.
It started in Sderot, but those missles are in Ashdod and Ashkelon, Be'er she'eva... and more getting closer to center of Israel.
I hope a real solution will be found..
We ALL Hope to live here in peace, one day very soon. And.. no I don't think there's hate here in my country, but tiredness...
The other day, I saw kids from Sderot on TV, special buses took them to see a song festival, so that they can forget few hours from the kasam and shelters. No their heads were busy with hearing the news.. if there were kasam there part of the country...
THEY ACTUALLY DON'T HATE... :-)... They feel sorry and pity for the children of Hamas people... One said to his friend : just imagine that your father is working for the Hamas.... ....
You know, there are things you should hear and see in your own eyes to be able to understand.


With HATE you bring NONE !!... You can achieve PEACE, only by LOVE, And understanding.

Because in war there are no winners.. but lost of blood on both sides... and this hurts...

FOR BETTER DAYS...

And When it will come to us
such a lovely morning
that will bring happiness in front our face
such smiling morning
and an amazing sudden joy
without prior notice
will fill once more our hearts
when it will come to us

Until when the wind will remove
clouds and worries
and when again will break forth
just a day of pleasures
a day without sorrow a day without fear
all the country is crying
like a small girl cry
let live in quiet

she's crying - love me!
war do not teach me
show me your love
let grow in quiet

what happened to out childhood
the beautiful and naive
who will bring peace to us
and on the ground
the flowers will continue to bloom

and once more we shall be happy
with the light with the azur blue
let live like a child

she's crying - love me!
war do not teach me
show me your love
let grow in quiet

"Don't go down the endless corridor. All religions lead to one room. Empty room, on its roof the rain is knocking tells you...you are alone. The ceiling of this room is Blue and the walls are blue, and a mirror is hanged, show what could have happened in a parallel world... there we always love,.. in a touch distance from here... Shadow on her face, she's relaxed, when horses run in her lake...The fringe of a smile,she want to sunk into the pearls, that shine in the sea ground...In a touch distance in a parallel world, the sea is also like a mirror, which show what could have been... in a parallel world... there the heart is never ordinary..."

My dear Limor - THANK YOU !! SO VERY MUCH..!
LOVE YOU... a wonderful Sabbath for you and the family.. Nira.

please visit Eilat Tzin web-site : www.bamuza.saf.co.il

As promised to you, some more photos of Eilat Tzin at her studio, taken yesterday, afternoon.

Thanks for the visit... it is always a pleasure !

Even though it's my first 5 megapixel camera, I definitely prefer this camera for my portrait photos.

Good morning from Israel, where a " strange " weather is outside, not typical to the season usually. Like autumn, in a way... AVIR CHAGIM.

... it seems art watch is not coming 90% of the time, since the huge AW change...So it seems not logical enough to post images in these conditions, at least that's what I feel, personally. I truly hope... Some of the AW, problems will be solved soon.

Thanks for the visit here.. HAVE A DELIGHTFUL WEEKEND !! Love, Nira.

"Mazal Tov to the RAINBOW ARTIST, Nira !"

Today 10 days , the traffic to the image can be seen at my attachment. This is BEST TRAFFIC, to BEST IMAGE. Most of the traffic to an image usually comes at the first 2-3 days.

Thanks for visiting my blog, have a delightful day/evening... Nira

"Whispers of love, in Rhapsody of Blue . Forever is a word full of responsibility for LIFE. True love is eternal. To LOVE, is to be as ONE. With ALL my love, Nira. "

I usually don't check the traffic to my images... Call it TIME.

It was by chance, that , in June, while manage my portfolio, I saw the traffic to that image and another one, made by my son, Yarin - I was amazed by the non usual traffic to both images, at the end of June. This image here title :" Wisphers of LOVE " Had the traffic of 830 opening of the page. A lot more then the average of a BEST IMAGE. Yarin's drawing got 780 opening of that page...Also A lot more then the average of BEST IMAGE, in my portfolio. In 4 years as AW member, it was the first time, such thing happen at my portfolio. Even when I was a featured artist, I saw no change of numbers this way.

Undoubtedly there was a REASON. Call the reason LOVE, That same LOVE, "whispers of LOVE " , done with. A miracle in traffic for sure, at my portfolio.

I guess someone without my knowledge send it to list of people from e.mail address book.

Thank you, for doing so.. undoubtedly if you did so, you yourself had A REASON.

It was not a coincidence.

My blessings are sent your way and the way of your loved ones.

Please enjoy All songs here of Pablo Rozenberg
& With Shlomi Shabat too.

My best wishes are for ALL of us...
Starting my day here... Nira

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And sometimes we are foreigners and lonely with all the love

She is on her own she is like surely a beggar at the doorway need charity

If in her name you’ll manage to save us

In your hand I deposit my spirit

With the tears you’re crying

I cry with you too

With the tears you’re crying

I cry with you too

And sometimes we are tools and burning in heat of love

And she in an instant find where to go never will not be satiated

If by her name you let me save us

I’ll try with all my power

With the tears you’re crying

I cry with you too

With the tears you’re crying

I cry with you too

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Shlomi Shabat Pablo Rosenberg - Maldita Luna

I want to finish With the whole esperansa that I stay Today

I am going to start(extract) what to stayed in this heart

I Feel that to forget

The last look that gave me home(fireplace) Can finally

The last recollection of his(her,your) voice

Because I have wept So much so much so much

That I do not sit(feel)

My tears being hot

I Am being hot in the body

There is of my that this damned moon

Traverses of my chest(breast) this pain Is of my is

last night That

I am going to suffer for this love

Unemployment to kill her soon soon to forget quite

everything to remain alone alone And alive(vivacious) There is of my that this damned moon

Traverses of my chest(breast) this pain Is of my is

last night That I am going to suffer for this love

What shall I whisper that you will look

This is me, standing here at the threshold

How shall I touch you, so that you feel

my body one day more

The wind that caress for you

I send from the sea

It will whisper for you and give you

another sign that I exist.

Only put a candle on the window

& We shall dance slowly the dance of souls

put a candle on the window

and the heart will start beating once more

The tears already shed in wax

How shall we find a place to hide

As the candle expire in the room

Me too slowly slowly extinguish

Only put a candle in the window

It's like creating ball of snow

at depth of palm

Only left drops of silence

traces of steps and end of way

ONLY, PUT A CANDLE ON THE WINDOW

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I wish to say, above the usual meaning of this song, I find this MOST SYMBOLIC song for us here at AW... Some of you know, I see AW, in my imagination as perhaps city of artists.. or a huge neighborhood

Each of us has windows at his virtual "HOME"... And so many times, I felt this song has so much more meanings with the relationships at this site, and not particularly on the romantic level... but in general also, even more.... with more art - sites, where we have friends .

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The waiting for someone to come, or something that comes... Sometimes waiting for someone, or something, that will never come.

:-) I love these songs I post here today, Posting with positive thoughts for the future that await for me, for you and for all of us.

I tried my best to translate these songs for YOU, with knowing it's not 100% correct.

Enjoy the songs, With LOVE, Always.. Nira.

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Lyrics, melody & singer : Pablo Rozenberg I Was Waiting for You

I waited inside myself to see you another time. The pain penetrated like an arrow into the heart. The yearning in me made whole home crazy. Difficult difficult difficult to fall asleep.

The night feel sorry for me without knowing. One cloudy, one azure Flaming with passion , not able to touch Difficult difficult difficult to fall asleep

I waited for you too much time The Summer once more run away and you are not here I waited for you too much time I waited & waited and you didn't arrived.

Talk and another talk about us and about the 2 of us. Now I remember histories that past Looking at the pictures : Face radiance with joy Difficult difficult difficult to fall asleep I waited for you too long...

Yesterday,

This WONDERFUL Touching story was sent to me, by mail, as FW... If you have the time, please read, and maybe FW, to more people. I usually don't bring FW, to my blog, but I find this story exceptional.

FOR THE MIRACLE OF LOVE...... I post this here.

A Girl with an Apple !!!!!!!

August 1942. Piotrkow , Poland .

The sky was gloomy that morning as we waited anxiously. All the men, women and children of Piotrkow's Jewish ghetto had been herded into a square. Word had gotten around that we were being moved. My father had only recently diedfrom typhus, which had run rampant through the crowded ghetto. My greatest fear was that our family would be separated.

'Whatever you do,' Isidore, my eldest brother, whispered to me,'don't tell them your age. Say you're sixteen.' I was tall for a boy of 11, so I could pull it off. That way I might be deemed valuable as a worker.

An SS man approached me, boots clicking against the cobblestones. He looked me up and down, then asked my age. 'Sixteen,'I said. He directed me to the left, where my three brothers and other healthy young men already stood.

My mother was motioned to the right with the other women, children,sick and elderly people. I whispered to Isidore, 'Why?' He didn't answer. I ran to Mama's side and said I wanted to stay with her. 'No,'she said sternly. 'Get away. Don't be a nuisance. Go with your brothers.'

She had never spoken so harshly before. But I understood: She was protecting me. She loved me so much that, just this once, she pretended not to. It was the last I ever saw of her.

My brothers and I were transported in a cattle car to Germany . We arrived at the Buchenwald concentration camp one night weeks later and were led into a crowded barrack. The next day, we were issued uniforms and identification numbers.'Don't call me Herman anymore.' I said to my brothers. 'Call me 94983.'

I was put to work in the camp's crematorium, loading the dead into a hand-cranked elevator. I, too, felt dead. Hardened, I had become a number.

Soon, my brothers and I were sent to Schlieben, one of Buchenwald's sub-camps near Berlin . One morning I thought I heard my mother's voice, 'Son,' she said softly but clearly, I am going to send you an angel.' Then I woke up. Just a dream. A beautiful dream. But in this place there could be no angels. There was only work. And hunger. And fear.

A couple of days later, I was walking around the camp, around the barracks, near the barbed-wire fence where the guards could not easily see. I was alone. On the other side of the fence, I spotted someone: a little girl with light, almost luminous curls. She was half-hidden behind a birch tree. I glanced around to make sure no one saw me. I called to her softly in German. 'Do you have something to eat?' She didn't understand. I inched closer to the fence and repeated the question in Polish. She stepped forward. I was thin and gaunt, with rags wrapped around my feet, but the girl looked unafraid. In her eyes, I saw life.

She pulled an apple from her woolen jacket and threw it over the fence. I grabbed the fruit and, as I started to run away, I heard her say faintly, 'I'll see you tomorrow.' I returned to the same spot by the fence at the same time every day. She was always there with something for me to eat - a hunk of bread or, better yet, an apple. We didn't dare speak or linger. To be caught would mean death for us both. I didn't know anything about her, just a kind farm girl, except that she understood Polish. What was her name? Why was she risking her life for me? Hope was in such short supply, and this girl on the other side of the fence gave me some, as nourishing in its way as the bread and apples.

Nearly seven months later, my brothers and I were crammed into a coal car and shipped to Theresienstadt camp in Czechoslovakia . 'Don't return,' I told the girl that day. 'We're leaving.' I turned toward the barracks and didn't look back, didn't even say good-bye to the little girl whose name I'd never learned, the girl with the apples.

We were in Theresienstadt for three months. The war was winding down and Allied forces were closing in, yet my fate seemed sealed. On May 10, 1945, I was scheduled to die in the gas chamber at 10:00 AM. In the quiet of dawn, I tried to prepare myself. So many times death seemed ready to claim me, but somehow I'd survived. Now, it was over. I thought of my parents. At least, I thought, we will be reunited.

But at 8 A.M. there was a commotion. I heard shouts, and saw people running every which way through camp. I caught up with my brothers. Russian troops had liberated the camp! The gates swung open. Everyone was running, so I did too. Amazingly, all of my brothers had survived; I'm not sure how. But I knew that the girl with the apples had been the key to my survival. In a place where evil seemed triumphant, one person's goodness had saved my life, had given me hope in a place where there was none. My mother had promised to send me an angel, and the angel had come.

Eventually I made my way to England where I was sponsored by a Jewish charity, put up in a hostel with other boys who had survived the Holocaust and trained in electronics. Then I came to America , where my brother Sam had already moved. I served in the U. S. Army during the Korean War, and returned to New York City after two years. By August 1957 I'd opened my own electronics repair shop. I was starting to settle in.

One day, my friend Sid who I knew from England called me. 'I've got a date. She's got a Polish friend. Let's double date.' A blind date? Nah, that wasn't for me. But Sid kept pestering me, and a few days later we headed up to the Bronx to pick up his date and her friend Roma. I had to admit, for a blind date this wasn't so bad. Roma was a nurse at a Bronx hospital. She was kind and smart. Beautiful, too, with swirling brown curls and green, almond-shaped eyes that sparkled with life.

The four of us drove out to Coney Island . Roma was easy to talk to, easy to be with. Turned out she was wary of blind dates too! We were both just doing our friends a favor. We took a stroll on the boardwalk, enjoying the salty Atlantic breeze, and then had dinner by the shore. I couldn't remember having a better time.

We piled back into Sid's car, Roma and I sharing the backseat. As European Jews who had survived the war, we were aware that much had been left unsaid between us. She broached the subject, 'Where were you,' she asked softly, 'during the war?' 'The camps,' I said, the terrible memories still vivid, the irreparable loss. I had tried to forget. But you can never forget. She nodded. 'My family was hiding on a farm in Germany, not far from Berlin,' she told me. 'My father knew a priest, and he got us Aryan papers.' I imagined how she must have suffered too, fear, a constant companion. And yet there we were, both survivors, in a new world. 'There was a camp next to the farm.' Roma continued. 'I saw a boy there and I would throw him apples every day.'

What an amazing coincidence that she had helped some other boy. 'What did he look like? I asked. 'He was tall, skinny, and hungry. I must have seen him every day for six months.' My heart was racing. I couldn't believe it. This couldn't be. 'Did he tell you one day not to come back because he was leaving Schlieben?' Roma looked at me in amazement. 'Yes!' 'That was me! ' I was ready to burst with joy and awe, flooded with emotions. I couldn't believe it! My angel.

'I'm not letting you go.' I said to Roma. And in the back of the car on that blind date, I proposed to her. I didn't want to wait. 'You're crazy!' she said. But she invited me to meet her parents for Shabbat dinner the following week. There was so much I looked forward to learning about Roma, but the most important things I always knew: her steadfastness, her goodness. For many months, in the worst of circumstances, she had come to the fence and given me hope. Now that I'd found her again, I could never let her go.

That day, she said yes. And I kept my word. After nearly 50 years of marriage, two children and three grandchildren, I have never let her go.

Herman Rosenblat, Miami Beach , Florida

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Thanks Sharon for sending this... A wonderful story for sure.

This is song is very much in "New Middle East" style.

Here is my translation for the Hebrew lyrics...Not 100% the same ,but very similar..

For every each one...Singers : Shlomi Shabat, Lior Narkis. Song written by Uzi chitman z"l

"For each one (male) there is the one to close the circle with ~~~ for each one(female) there is the one that will come and be her destiny. ~~~

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like a garment to the body ~~~ like air to breathing and inside madness they find comfort ~~~ and you my sweet soul the only who lights / flames me ~~~

and with you I'm all the world ~~~ and with you I'm all the universe ~~~ without you I'm half a person ~~~ without you I'm nothing ~~~

To each one has his dream ~~~ that it seems it's becoming ~~~ to each one has her dream ~~~ that will storm the heart ~~~ like water to thirsty to the despair of hope ~~~ and in sea of coldness they have LOVE ~~~

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and with you I'm all the world and with you I'm all the universe without you I'm half a person without you I'm nothing"

The next post is the video clip of this song

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Please enjoy this day..May Valentine's day be most HAPPY for you...LOVE...Myself :-))

and...Here is Zohar Zamir and her son Tomer. Tomer used to be Yarin's friend in kindergarten...and this is how I met Zohar. Zohar is a splendid mother, a wonderful warm person, and a standupistit = comedian, person who entertains with jokes and funny stories . She volunteer this year to arrange the kids for the Green day's show. She wrote herself the text and lyrics, so that it will talk more to the kids. She's really AMAZING, Yet modest person.

Here is a photo of those bushes . Base : made of what we call Poligal. Leafs: made of What we call Sol . Sticks : You guess correct, somehow :-)..NOT ME, Connected it to the bushes...another story to tell ,perhaps...So Tsvika connected it (Home father of school )

If you'll say those bushes looks more like palm trees..I'll have to agree...But of course everyone just love them at school... I worked on them about 14 hours.

So...For Haya, that helped me... Here is a photo of roosters, that I took in London ... just because I thought of YOU, Haya, while I saw them... knowing that you collect and LOVE them so much. AND...As I promise it to you, since I know you're doing one now...So for your inspiration , with LOVE :

It was taken through the window

THANK YOU HAYA'LE YOU ARE WONDERFUL...SEE YOU TOMORROW.

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Best wishes for ALL the viewers of my blog...Thank you !!!

As you could see in the first photo, it was still light outside, around the time the kids were supposed to arrived. And ..YES..While he was waiting... he was playing and organizing those sticks, YES...On my Blue table in our living- room.

And, what do you think me , Nira did at that time of waiting. Of - course..you are right :-) !!!!!!... I was preparing my camera..as well as I was preparing Yarin to the fact, I'm going to take photos also... As I looked from the windows upon my everyday view...once more, I enjoy the picture that I saw there. Everyday...each hour minute..the colours and lighting is changing...and there are so many times minutes that, I so much enjoy this picture, my everyday picture from our windows. So, here is a photo, that I took just before the kids arrived.

At last at 4:40, all kids were at our apartment and they started the project... Most of them did more or less, from each part of the process, while the girls, started with gluing those sticks, the boys started with the Clay animals...but then Yarin helped a bit with the sticks and Michaela with the clay Giraffes. They ALL took part in painting. It seems ALL kids REALLY Very much enjoyed themselves, they worked wonderfully,very seriously. Here are few photos of these charming kids at work

and...When I asked the kids...would you like to make a break to eat & drink something..I meant snacks.. My son Yarin, surprised me with YES...an apple :-)... SO, Yarin wished for his apple peeled and cut to 4 pieces... AND... Lee wished for her apple peeled, but not cut :-) She maybe ate half of it :-) AND...Iftach ate it with it's Red peel. Michaela wished for biscuits in shapes of animals. Shon was still busy in Kitchen making Noah from Clay :-)...But then he came too.

AND...Who wishes to eat also animal shaped biscuits ???... Everyone,including Michaela :-)... but Yarin...

HAVING FUN...ARE YOU KIDS.. ?... :-)

As you perhaps noticed the kids wear sweatshirts with logos..it's the school logo. I remember when I was a kid and we had uniform , we disliked it..and always in the afternoon wear other cloths, nowadays...they seems to enjoy their " UNIFORM ", Which is colourful as can be seen here...Well Shon changed his cloths to FOX..Perhaps to recommend you to view the news at FOX channel...just kidding ;-) BUT..Of course you can give a try to FOX news.

And...here is the end result on our window, 2 days ago. Today they showed it at school... All groups of kids made really great works.

As you could see a bit from my windows, it's Winter here...for me, even cold ...but it's a wonderful weather outside,considered Winter. Soon I'll be out to bring my Yarin from D & D - Dungeons & Dragons..... Have yourself a splendid day and a great 2008, may it be filled with realization of your dreams fully. With HEALTH, Which is most important factor of our life, and we sometimes forgetting it...AND Always...WITH LOVE, BECAUSE IT'S LIFE... Thanks for viewing my blog...thank you for being part of my life, NIRA .

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May we always notice the MIRACLE OF LIGHT. Love, Nira

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And..in a better mood for photography...truly asked for me to take many photos of himself, (sound almost like myeslf :-) Here is my Yarin in Old Jaffa acting as a model...and..well a bit of an actor as well...very proud of himself,he was that day.

And...his brother, Saar also don't like I take his photos in the last years...Here he is in a rare photo...Asking :..."what do you want "...as if he wish to say...please go...I'm busy with my PC :-)) If he sees this :-))..surly,I might have to delete this all post :-))... To you Saar with ALL MY LOVE.. photo,taken Sep, 07.

So I guess I took too many photos of my kids during the years,which I enjoy so much to take...and later to view AND...mostly I see as splendid souvenirs from childhood. Almost midnight here,I say good night...Sweet dreams...Hoping that you might enjoy my little post here today...LOVE,Nira.

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Have most enjoyable rest of the week.....After midnight here - GOOD NIGHT, from here Ramat- Hasharon, Israel

AND...just few days after...Rosh Hashana meal .My parents home that serve my art as gallery too...host the family for a meal :-)

And some more :-)...

And...Of course my very best friend Dr. Ronit Lavi came and her sister Efrat.

Well yarini was calling from school...he didn't feel well at the first weekend of art...so...I had to take a short break to bring him there too :-)) Not so sure what he is doing there under the table at the studio..perhaps praying...not that I taught him this...

And myself at the entrance of my studio with the sign of the event " open - studio "...Each artist got one , so that people visiting exhibitions can easily recognize the place.

Well thanks for reading and viewing..this is a very short preview since...the one I wrote earlier disappeared somehow...:-)) Perhaps I'm tired...or just perhaps the miracles of internet :-) See you soon in my next post...NIRA

P.s: The next 2 posts that I also posted today, may have mistakes..please forgive me...since...the meaning of correcting here at the blog..is simply deleting the whole post...(the photos in this case..must have new html...) No doubt you understand me,even with my mistakes...:-)...May we ALL Have tomorrow a most WONDERFUL Day...full with love.

Have most splendid weekend,THANKS FOR VIEWING...LOVE, NIRA

The last few month were very hectic ...demanding in my personal and professional life ...More the the usual ,I guess :-) Around May 07, perhaps a little before, I began working for one artist exhibition ,using Felt making technique as only media for this planned exhibition. Very soon after late May, I visited London, England.

In London I took... :-)...perhaps 1600-1800 photos, not sure about the number ;-) during 7 days of our trip.

I came tired and ill from the trip...and had no time to even check or view well my photos.

I simply went back to my work at the studio...and my work as a mother too :-) to my 2 kids, that need my attention in many ways... I thought then to post few photos from our trip in my blog at least,but simply could not find the time to do so. The last almost 2 month my kids were in Summer vacation...that means a lot of activities..especially with Yarin...like movies :-) each Thursday ...No doubt we saw ALL Movies possible here for kids...And...Swimming lessons for Yarin, twice a week...AND..More guitar lessons and Summer workshops for Saar...AND...Friends coming here...or me as taxi driver taking my kids around :-))... Of course homework a bit...reading...All the usual work at home...AND...JUST BETWEEN,As much as I could working at my studio,or at the living room at home...getting ready for my exhibitions...coming so soon,next weekend actually...:-) Almost at the same time my kids go back to school...I'll have my Open - studio exhibition.The kids starts school at September 2nd...and I;m having at the Aug 31,07 - Sep 1,07 exhibition.

Of course there are things must be done before they go back to school...Here you can view Yarin's books for the next year...All warped in nylon by now ,and a sticker with details like name etc..are there already in the right drawer.( No need to mention that of course I arranged Saar's books as well meanwhile :-)

SO...THE COMING WEEK WILL BE EXTRA BUSY FOR SURE :-)...see you in the nest post here at my blog very soon...Thanks for visiting and reading...

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Have yourself most wonderful day,full with love... Nira

I would call the first one : Are you afraid of Ants ?...

Another drawing..by Yarin

I would title the next one - Please Show me the way, drawing by Yarin

and another one :-)the same collection...it can make a great exhibition together :-)

and for Pencil's sketches lovers :-)...

Good night to those goes to sleep,like myself ( after midnight here )...Enjoy your day to others......With love,NIRA

Shavuot, the Feast of the Weeks, is the Jewish holiday celebrating the harvest season in Israel. Shavuot, which means "weeks", refers to the timing of the festival which is held exactly 7 weeks after Passover. Shavuot is known also as Yom Habikkurim, or "the Day of the First Fruits", because it is the time the farmers of Israel would bring their first harvest to Jerusalem as a token of thanksgiving. spacerShavuot also commemorates the anniversary of the giving of the Ten Commandments to Moses and the Israelites at Mount Sinai. More about Shavuot you can read here or do google search :

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Well my son Yarin prefer I would not take his photos ...here you can see example :-))((...

We all had to give the kids what we call the "TENE",This basket always decorated with flowers and also first fruits and vegetables...this time..we had to arrange only the flowers for this Shavuot celebration.SO...I took some flowers from the studio's jungle and arranged for him a short time before we went to school.The minute Yarin saw the basket..he asked me.." mother what did you do a forest ?...it supposed to be a "TENE"..?.." :-)..I said of course it is a TENE !! :-)) Decorated just for YOU :-). His teacher saw him when he came and smiled :" what a beautiful TENE You have Yarini :-)"..and he smiled and so proudly he said..."mother did this for me "....So after all IT IS A TENE !! :-)

wELL...I must say Yarin was very disturb from few very tiny ants......I had to take away from there 2 ants :-))..REALLY :-)...Otherwise he could not sit there..true :-)!!...but it seems to me that this girl enjoy the ants.........mmnnnnnn..forgot to say, while I arrange for him the basket with the flowers he said to me quite assertively...Let there be NOT any bugs on it...last year,he found one ;-)...So i said...sometimes they fly after the arrangements...................you know :-)

And...at last they dance with their "TENE" - Basket :-)... Hope you enjoy my post for Shavuot that will be next Tuesday...I will be in London for a vacation...Happy Shavuot to ALL...!!

Enjoy your weekend....!!!!!!!!!!! NIRA

Happy Shavuot !!! from ME, Nira :-)

And...another one...:-)...When Mickey put the bridal veil on Ronit's face...just before the wedding ceremony ...

To you my friends Ronit and Mickey...May your mutual way will always be the way of LOVE ...May you always respect and support each other in every way you can.May your way will be strewn with roses...Love you so much and wish the very best for you both...Neshikot vehibukim,Always your friend, Nira

Today I dedicate this small post, to a huge person in my life,one of my very best girlfriends,during so many years,with MAZAL TOV,Wishes...To you,dearest ,Ronit and Mickey,your life's choice :-)..." KI TOVIM HASHNAIEM MEAAHECHAD " - "Because better are two then one"...Az...shehieihe besha'aa tova humutslachat -so that it will be in a good & successful hour...WITH MUCH LOVE ...Nira

Today in the evening,was the evening of Passover - the " SEDER " evening.Which includes reading the story of Exodus - HAGADA SHEL PESACH,and eating a special meal for this feast,singing songs and more...Usually in a family gathering.Last year,I wanted to post a special image,but somehow I didn't manage my time then...YET...Last year I scanned the most significant HAGADA of my childhood.Today,I wish to share you with some of these MAGNIFICENT illustration inside of it.This HAGADA Belonged to my grandparents z"l - Leaa and Yosef Kenig.Usually each person sits for seder has such book called the HAGADA,So in each house there are several...in different designs,drawings...some are very beautiful,but most of those i've seen in my life,are very simple,few are even given for free with newspapers.

So here are few photos from a special HAGADA,Belongs to my parents these days.These illustration here are not printed directly in the book's pages, but each of them is glued to a page.

This is the cover of the HAGADA.

During the SEDER of Passover we drink, 4 glasses of wine,supposed to anyway...me personally drink perhaps one tiny glass..OK...divided to 4 parts :-)... Here is the first page of the HAGADA,The page has spots of wine I guess and the colouring and feel of old paper,which add its magic,I think :-)at least my personal opinion.

Inside this Hagada the illustrations are of bible scenery stories,not all are directly Exodus stories.

Here's more illustrations from the HAGADA of my grandparents Leaa & Yosef z"l.

And the back cover of this charming hagada

translation of the words written on the back cover :From slavery to liberty.

`From sadness to happiness.

`From mourning to holiday,good day.

`From darkness to big light.

`From enthrallment to redemption.

Well,I hope you enjoy reading small piece our of tradition...and even more,those illustrations,I'll say good night to myself,Its 1:39 a.m my time. And yes..we have Summer clock started this week.

" Willard Wigan was born in Birmingham, England in 1957 and is the creator of the smallest works of art on earth. From being a traumatised and unrecognised dyslexic child, he is now emerging as the most globally celebrated micro-miniaturist of all time and is literally capable of turning a spec of dust into a vision of true beauty."

Please visit this site to view his exhibition :

Enjoy yourself

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Albatross was established in 1988 by two former Israel Air Force helicopter pilots - Duby Tal and Moni Haramati.

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Copyrights for this movie to Albatross. Please Enjoy!!

The weekend is already here , in Israel, as the Spring is.This weekend seems Grey outside comparing to last weekend.The last weekend was like Summer's days, in Spring...I decided to visit the Gilboa, Israel, since its the best season to visit there.Lots of people during this time of the year visiting the Gilboa,to see the Iris of the Gilboa , in its blooming.I went there, mostly for the MAGNIFICENT LANDSCAPES, Of course to take photos and to get inspired.I'm not sure about other parts of the world in this time of the year, but here in Israel, when you look for the Iris..you can see just few really...So,I found few Irises...I could count them , I think :-)... and perhaps took very few shots of them too.But more then the Iris, There, at the Gilboa overlook Emek - Izrael, I found the most beautiful landscapes...at least to my own personal point of view.

People are different, and not because some wear glassless and others not :-)...but also because people look differently at things, some see things that other can't.Some appreciate the beauty more then others maybe.I'm not saying that someone who is able to see more is a better person..I just talk about different abilities to see things,under different light.

For me such landscape, is truly a GIFT....Or better I say......when I view such landscape,I'm very appreciative to what my eyes see, but definitely,not only my eyes see,but my all spirit......it give AIR to my soul...- A gift to the senses.Perhaps, because its the BEST ART, The art made by nature.Some will say the ART CREATED BY GOD FOR US,To view and hopefully appreciate.As some of you my dear friends here in AW, know me,quite well over my AW years...You know I might sound enthusiastic, when I see ART,That talks to me , to my soul...and sometimes you also can hear my enthusiasm in my comments. In my reality its very much the same, so when I was in the Gilboa ,last weekend...I felt huge amount of inside joy, looking at the view...and even more...I would speak in voice telling the world, " eyze yofi...eyze yofi " (what a beauty !)..."amazing...just amazing, wow!...this is the place for me to enjoy, to visit...so inspirational...I so much love it..." and so on,and so on..All the way,me, Nira full of enthusiasm.My excitement is translated into words,and photos of course :-)...AND Inside happiness.

When I'm there, it is as if I wish to take with me home, this experience...to be part of me,from the inside..

More,it is my need to create with it,sometimes immediately, but so many times...the inspiration stay with me,for days , months and even years,knowing that, for sure there will be ART, My ART, inspired by this fantastic,breathtaking landscapes.I simply see this kind of landscape interpret into so many forms of art.And probably it will, at the right time.

These are few flashes into small part of the HUGE PICTURE OF NATURE,like few snapshots into part of my world. I hope I manage to bring enjoyment your way.I know I'll post few in my portfolio too, as soon as I can.

I finished my tour in an Arabic restaurant, where I ate typical Oriental Mizrachi Israeli food .Of course you are invited :-)...May you all have the most wonderful weekend, full of joy and inspiration. Shabbat Shalom from Israel,LOVE PEACE & LIGHT, From Nira

P.S:.....The way back home, was without the battery/accumulator of the car...BUT with a lot of photos for inspiration and inside joy.

And another photo from editing time, at the Blue table, some of Saar's photos and more of our roots.

Saar chose as his main subject, to research about the Libyan roots of the Dabush family, before and after the previous century.The Dabush family has some very interesting stories from the past, including 2 important and very significant Rabbis , Rabbi Haim Dabush my father's grandfather, and his brother Refael Dabush , who served as the head judge of the Jewish Court and was loved by all the people of Tripoli for his exceptional character and modesty.

Here is a photo taken in my parents home, of Rabbi Refael Dabush.

And my father grandparents : Aziza & Haim Dabush & Refael Dabush at my parents home, in March 05.The original photos,were much smaller ,taken in Lybia before 1900,Brought to Israel by my father's grandmother,who took those photos to enlarge them in Tel - Aviv 1936.In the 80's one member of the family ,gave my father these 3 photos totally ruined.My father gave those photos to a special photographer to try restore them,He did his best ,I guess...and those 3 photos hannged in my parents wall,up their stairs.The other decorative items in the photos,are only for decoration purpose,NOT for any kind of traditional ceremonies.My parents R very modern people...not religious .

More in this roots work...about people and kids of the family.....Here is several kids of the family, My father Aaron holding,Daniel.....And the boys are sitting :-) From left to right, Ilay, Yarin, Gal and Saar.

Objects that goes in the family...Here on my Blue desk, at editing time...you can view part of the objects,edited into the album.On the left side of this photo ,you can view the place I type now for you this story :-))...And if you check very carefully, you might see the FAMILY TREE,Leaned against the wall...We were so busy, that I even hadn't the chance to really take a shot of the family tree.

customs , traditions, food in the family...and much more,Here you can view a dining table arranged before a family meeting, at Shabbat, or feasts...

As my mother says : " The eyes eat too "...INSPRING, I think...My mother used to make especially Libyan food,since she herself love it :-)like ALL of us, after many years of cooking, she started to make Polish food, inspired by her own roots.NOWADAYS, At her personal library of cooking, you can find so many different types of food coming from many parts of the world...She definitely has fantastic senses for tastes and colours. Here's 2 photos from her menu ,"BETEAAVON" = Bon appetit !! Chicken in mushrooms & peppermint.....AND The second one is mixed vegetables.

The roots work, investigate also celebrations in the family , such as birthdays,Bar - mitsva.In the next photo ,you can see Saar himself at the "wearing phylacteries" ceremony ,holding the bible.

Family special talents. Well about my artistic talent I'm sure you already know :-))...just take a look at my portfolio :-)...More talents ; the MUSIC Side,which I personally inherited from my both parents, who were playing music...but especially I was influenced from my father,who used to play ALOT,During my childhood. Like my father,I played the saxophone,Clarinet and flute...BUT More then my father I also played the Piano, like my Libyan grandmother, Yole. Here is a photo of Aaron Dabush, my father in AUG , 64 playing the Clarinet at the celebration of my birth, at my Polish grandparents apartment...A photo that somehow only lately I discovered.When I look at my father here, so young,26 years old actually, I see how so correct he hold the Clarinet,I can hear the music.......perhaps " petite fleur "... He used to play that song, I remember.

And myself as member of the Ramat - Gan youth band,playing the Clarinet,at the concert at the school of music - Yale (usa).

Memories from wars, including the story of Arie Kenig , my mother's brother who died in 1955.Arie means a Lion. Kenig means a king. His story and tributes in his memory, I'll post in Future, when I'll be ready to do so.

Cats & hobbies in our family. We are a family loving cats.Here's Boie my parents cat,sitting at the window...No, she does not really drinks Wine,and this photo was not planned with this bottle,it was taken about a year ago.The bottle of Dry Red Home Wine (2005), made by my father and brother Barak, as a hobby.My father started this hobby in 1989.Nowadays, my brother help him, as you can see they also has a special label,designed by my brother ,printed by my father...not sure about the Glue the use though :-)) ...Don't be mistaken about my brother by the way is not really a designer but a Computers Engineer.SO CHEERS TO ALL !!!

At Purim, March, 3,07 we also celebrated to Yarini his birthday , few days after his original date actually. Here's Yarin, in another celebration......AND...I wonder whose hand is this ?... :-)...

Here captured Inbar my niece and my son Saar, choosing something to eat,at the Yarin's birthday .Behind is my other niece,Daniel and her mother Michal.This is the part of the menu, I made...but my mom helped too :-)..not seen in this photo.The food is served on one of my tall ( Blue )desks, where I make part of my art, while I'm working at home :-).Definitely a multi-purpose table.

I believe the next photo is part of Hadassa,my mother...traditional " MISHLOAJ MANOT " - Purim gift ,sweets of Purim ,that is send from one person to another. Here's the photo of Purim sweets made by my mother,in the background is a design of mine. In the middle you can see what we call, "The Ear of Haman "(Haman - the bad guy :-)from the Book of Esther.Bon appetit !!... :-)

I hope you enjoy part of my March updates...See you soon , with more of March.Good day / night to everyone.Thanks for viewing.

Last updates of the yearly trip of Alef / 1, Amirim,the class of Yarin,my son.Taken March,8,07. The REAL FLOWER in the landscape,Edna the teacher...Here are 2 photos of herself, just choose yourself one, save it to your PC and print :-)

Mixed in green nature, The kids...in the middle their teacher,Edna helping in the track.

And..Sharon full of grace smiling...I think she is photogenic :-)

Two beauties captured under their hats, Michal and her daughter, Tal...

There isn't a yearly trip without the candies :-))...so here's a shot done directed by Edna :-)...For you ALL With LOVE..

And the last one,two women captured together,Edna and Ofra.

All photos were taken spontaneously, I hope you enjoy viewing our trip...have yourself a splendid weekend... And see you,in my next subject...Love, Peace & LIGHT,Nira

The Wingate Dunes...

And another photo of Yarin my son ,at the Dune of Wingate, taken, March,8 ,07

and another photo of Yarin's class at the trip...

The guide of our trip, Nehama here interlaced with nature,of Poleg reservation, taken March,8,07.

And...Here's Yarin my son :-))

Walking along the track,through these GREEN...GREEN...GREENS of nature,Photo taken March,8,07

And on the other side of a bridge,in the same area, of Poleg dune was found...where kids could play on the sand...Here's Yarin and Ilay one of his friends :-)...

More photos will be posted soon...HAVE A SPLENDID WEEKEND,All of you...thanks for viewing and reading my updates in " My Blog ". See you hopefully soon in AW. LOVE ,PEACE & LIGHT,Nira.

We visited the National garden - YAKUM.In this place a lake with Ducks and Geese.

The track of the trip goes through the west coarse sand mountainside,dip in AMAZING blossoming, in this season of the year, which is between Winter to Spring.

Photo taken, March,8,07

Photo takem in the same area, Poleg reservation - Feb,07

Iris atropurpurea, is in its best blooming, this time of the year, in Israel,in this area of our trip.

I took photos of this magnificent flower,taken in Poleg reservation, Feb 07...I will post here today 2 photos,and perhaps in future,I'll post more.

March, 8, 2007

Hello and WELCOME to " my blog " .

To me " The Blog " is like a diary ...A diary of MY daily events, thoughts , inspirations & Feelings. Another way to share the world with part of My World.

I will update " My Blog " , from time to time.

I chose to start " my blog " today, International Women's day. " Celebrated on 8 March, International Women's Day (IWD) is the global day connecting all women around the world and inspiring them to achieve their full potential. IWD celebrates the collective power of women past, present and future ..." ... So may we ALL Women of the world have happy celebrations today.

Here is a photo taken Feb,07 in the area of " Shmurat - Poleg ", Israel.

In this same area, I visited today with my son, Yarin and his class, for their yearly trip.

Thanks for taking your time , to read and view, please ENJOY...!...More will come soon...With Love,Peace & Light, Nira