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During the creative process – your beautiful space.
Out of many thoughts, many possibilities—there is always ever only one true answer.
Hollyhocks, shade and tall grasses to hunt in. France is pretty much the cat’s meow 😉 !!
What a sweet, delicious time the morning is. Sunlight laying its magic fingers of shimmering light to each leaf each blossom with each passing second Our world is born anew!
Your TOTAL presence is requested for this magnificent day. Starry skies await your awestruck gaze Shimmering sunlight dancing on water looks for the countenance that says, “I SEE you!” JOY squeezes itself from every velvet rose petal and drips from dew drenched leaves ARE YOU COMING?? Your TOTAL awareness is requested 🙂
Falling in love happens in a moment, with a touch, one lingering glance at a time. Paris has that effect on one.
There’s always one. You know the type I’m talking about. They like to kick up their heels and party ‘Til the cows come home 🙂 Can’t say that I blame them. Sometime said cows don’t even want to come home, especially when they’re in France. (Not that I know anyone who feels this way…) I mean, I’m certainly no angel
It has been said the best defense is no defense at all (that’s an Eddie quote). Since my last posting from France was…ahem….a couple of hours a few days several days (okay, okay…weeks ago!) I am not sure if I need a defense or not but just in case:
Lavender spreads JOY no matter what form it takes 🙂 ..The Color of Joy in France
Soothing sound of church bells that ring out over the valley, roses cloaking stone walls made smooth by passage of time and cooing of birds in early morning hours. With one voice they all tell the same story—all is well.
I love the little villages one can stumble upon when out and about in France. It’s a sense of adventure that makes you feel like a kid again 🙂 ! Here’s the latest entry in my journal, complete with the sights and sounds of France.
