One of the biggest troubles of time is heart fatigue.
We do not break stones from morning to evening, but we are tired!
I guess many feelings are not sincere and warm anymore. Relationships, thoughts and even love are fake.
The heart walks like a minefield and gets tired.
A cat has absolute emotional honesty: people, for some reason, can hide their feelings, but a cat cannot.
Hemingway
As Tolstoy said;
“Every morning you wake up to remember
what is needed,
your happiness is not elsewhere,
It's just in your own heart.
Because the source of peace is not outside, but inside you..."
Have a peaceful day ..🦋
If you can give what's left of your table to the creatures around you, for example, if you give stale bread to birds, and if you give your leftover food to cats and dogs, you are rich. The bread and water you give to a bird, cat, dog and other living things will return to you. Nature gives it back to you exactly. Anything thrown away never comes back.
If you want to walk in nature one day, as you walk, nature will walk with you.
I don't notice the ostentatious ways of the world and the manipulative and manipulative people.
a piece of me; We need a sincere person with a beautiful heart...!
Bob Marley
The hardest battle is between what you know in your head and what you feel in your heart.
A person is like a river, in its depths, it neither hides nor storms, it just flows silently and goes away...
Good morning
good morning my friends
I congratulate all my Muslim friends on Eid-al-Adha. I wish you a happy holiday, my love.
SHAMAMA
Think of a melon that is the size of an apple, as effective as a perfume, and smells like a sweet treat. Shamama melon is one of the forgotten delicacies today.
It is derived from the Arabic word "shemm" (fragrant, fragrant). The oldest records about Shamama appear in Divanü Lugat-ıt Türk. In the past, it was hung in many parts of the house, put between dresses, added to the bride's dowry, and a perfume put in the packs of young people who went to the military. Shamama melon was not sweet like today's melons, so it was not consumed as food. But its aroma was used to make syrup, dessert, candy, Turkish delight, sherbet for many flavors. Shamama did not smell very good when harvested. After being kept in sacks of flour or bran for 2 weeks, it would start to smell good. It is a fruit that can be grown almost everywhere in Anatolia.
Some of their names in Anatolia are as follows; kohlrabi (Osmaniye), squirrel (Bolu), cinderella (Denizli), esememe (Mersin), sebeden (Maraş). In the works written by Eşref Bin Muhammed in the 14th century, he states that in medicine, sniffing shaman is very good for brain health, and consuming it relieves stomach ailments. In addition, it is written in Evliya Çelebi's travel book that şamama melons are presented as gifts among the rich and the sultans. In the Ottoman period, it has become a custom to carry a shaman by hand. People used to carry it with them both to smell good and to smell and be happy every now and then. When we examine the Anatolian literature, many poems talk about the shamama melon. In the past, this beauty, which people carried with them and gave importance to, like a mobile phone, has been forgotten today.
some pictures of my beautiful garden
We found it in front of our house, I bought it immediately because the cats eat it, the puppies can't fly yet, what should I do, what should I eat and drink, information please
Sometimes the sun rises from the broken place.
Don't lose hope...
Bu kediyi Rahmetli Haydar Dümene çok benzetiyorum:))
hello my friends
I took a break, I missed you and saw that I have 500 followers, this made me very happy, thank you all, I love you so much
Blue poppies blooming in the rain in the Himalayan mountains.
I wish everyone a nice day
Herşey bu yüzden giremiyorum gizli modda değilim
In every bad there is a good, in every hardship there is an ease.
There is a cure under every problem, there is a way at the end of every pain.
In this world we have fallen into;
Every emotion has a meaning, every breath has a goal.
We laugh and cry, sometimes when we can't find anyone but ourselves, and sometimes in a huge crowd.
we are left alone.
But we forget that;
Morning at the end of every night.
God is at the head of every hope!
A little info for those who don't know. This is how our favorite cashew nuts grow.
"I thought the world would be in my heart"
it says in the folk song.. we all are like that
didn't we think? 🥀
How beautifully Mevlana said;
“In this life of half a breath,
Don't plan anything but love!”
Love and peace are missing from your life
not .
Wax flower, the scent of my childhood...
Another recycling story
I dried my gourd that I grew last year and built a new pot in my garden.how do you think i love it
Hydrangea likes a wet and rainy climate, it is a very suitable plant for the Black Sea climate, it likes a secluded shaded place rather like a wall under a tree. Its color is pink in nature. It is my favorite color and my favorite color is blue. blue color old fans if you add in tin tin and rusty metals
It's not hard for me to hit a like button here
a difficult time for BCH but we are still here
we are still together
I can't come in often, but my mind is on you
I can't give FT for everyone who likes to be here but the heart is free :)
I value you all
my heart is with you
Belgian canaries and their hair :)
Everyone lives life in the color of their heart, and everyone infects those around them with the color of their heart..
how nice it is to grow up on a farm everything is fine everything is simple and nice
Be compassionate!..
Everyone you meet is fighting a tough fight...
Do you think the situation will improve?
Are you the one who stuck the bee hive??
What happened happened to the cat 😊😊
Emotions are like an intruder.
Who comes before their time
Who's late.
What can you say, go early,
Nor come late.
Some burn like lead,
Some smell like daisies.
Emotions fall at the speed of light.
True to the Human Heart
Without Pillan No Program...
Beautify your moments, let the rest be, the greatest peace is to be with a Beautiful Heart...
happy Days