Floating in the in-between

I am back in Arles. Or at least partially. Part of my heart is still in the northern Luberon, beating slowly all while my ears are pricked to the street noise below. It is that same wagging tail as when we had a picnic in the graced shade of Notre Dame des Anges our first full day out. Pulling myself to relax, to listen while my pulse thumped. Back and forth, back and forth. Half in the moment, half out. 
Luckily wisdom won. Or something older than wisdom, if that exists. For I did stop thinking, thinking although it took some time. So the past ten days are a bit of a blur for me really. But I was clicking, clicking non-stop. The better to see you with my dear. I am looking forward to sharing it, just as soon as my feet touch earth. 

I hope that you will pardon the hiiighly sentimental tone of my voice but it will give you a clear as a cow bell  tone for the dreamy world I was in.

And lest you (or I) forget, thank you for being here…

27 comments

  1. We are Virginia! But I wouldn't have it any other way. 😉

    But of course, you know me, one of the first things I did when I got home was pay attention to all of the things that struck me as off in our decor! So I have been taking pillows away here, moving art work there…

  2. Hello, I've just found you at Jane and Lance's and your title intrigued me as I am off to Provence next week for six days, staying in Avignon and visiting Arles, The Luberon, Orange, Aix-en-Provence, Uzes and Camargue. I've never been to this part of France before and looking forward to it very much.
    Patricia

  3. Hello Heather:
    It sounds to have been idyllic and we are so happy for you. We eagerly await further reports!!

  4. I am so pleased to hear you had a relaxing trip my dear Heather!And what a wonderful picture you posted here!!
    xx
    Greet

  5. I hope your feet don't touch the ground too fast. Enjoy the state of floating in between. Spend a little time savoring the flavor of that wonderful vacation. It usually takes me a day or two, to get out of the floating in between feeling. My husband thinks it's jetlag. But I'm just taking my time getting my grooves back.

    We feel sentimental about places and events which hold deep meanings for us. And your vacation at the Luberon seemed to have that special effect on you.

  6. Welcome Home!!!!!!!!Glad you could relax.My trip is upon me next week ;I leave and somehow I'm NOT excited!Whats wrong with me!

  7. mmm…. floating is the word for that state of mind after a holiday where one just doesn't want to come back to earth. Just yet. When one dreams wistfully of escaping again! For that is kind of what a holiday is, really, don't you think? That, and the immense pleasure of actually being home again, which I enjoy as much as being away, but forget to enjoy when I don't go away, to realise how wonderful home is. We are such complicated creatures, aren't we?? xx

  8. Wow. Isn't it true, Loree? From the first moment I found your blog and you found mine it just clicked. And in this case, if I had posted tomorrow morning like I had planned, it would have been me writing to you! Yes, just a wonderful, wonderful case of synchronicity. Makes me super happy and I hope it is the same for you too!

  9. That is just the strangest thing ever. I read your post title and was almost in shock. I hope you won't think I copied you but the title of my post came to me some time this morning while I was at work and i only just saw your post. It is strange, sometimes, how in sync certain bloggers become 🙂 BTW, Luberon is lovely and I can't wait to see more of your photos.

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