I am sliding into my quiet phase, which arrives without fail mid-January and parts sans fanfare in the beginning of March. I would bet that it was the same last year? Let’s see…yes, just the same…but with better writing! For already, I feel the verbal slipping beyond my grasp, as if someone was speaking in the next room but I can’t quite make out the words that they are saying. Fortunately, there are always visuals – in this case photos of the beautiful village of Joucas – to keep the balance in flight.
Well, I will also add one idea that popped into my redhead this morning, thanks to the wonderful Vickie Lester at Beguiling Hollywood, who was extolling her appreciation for the kindness present – the goodwill too – of her interactions on the internet, something for which I am exceedingly grateful as well. Her remark reminded me of a conversation that I had with Remi yesterday in which he was discussing the idea of “home” as a place where you are understood. I thought about that quite a bit. And while I realize that many of you visit to discover the glories of this beautiful Provence, there are also those that are here because you share a bit of understanding with me. It is something I most certainly do not take for granted. Even in this quiet time, especially so.
PS. My sister sent me a screen shot of her weather forecast yesterday – with the windchill it was -29°F!
So no matter where you are, cuddle up, take good care and enjoy:
PPS. For those of you that have inquired (merci!), you can find me on Instagram at lostinarles…
Oh gosh, I have not the slightest idea! Alas, I as much as I love plants and flowers, I am absolutely uneducated. And I think that you are a specialist in diving into the quiet in the best possible way…
One that I know that you know as well as I have seen the proof…
Glad you do as I owe you one for providing such a perfect quote. Merci, Edgar.
Beh, who could not love and appreciate you? The mind reels…
Bisous wonderful lady,
H
And thanks to you too, Jackie. I agree with you entirely.
Merci!
Thank you Laura, the light was on my side that day…
Margaret, I wrote something so similar to your final phrases then erased it as I have written it so many times, I think…But it is oh so true, it is a true gift…for I love imagining your dive towards autumn (my favorite time of year) so much…
I absolutely, absolute agree with you about that Bill. The most amazing experiences that we had in our travels together were often about having a true connection beyond language, a recognition of humanity…
Aloha to you as well! (I can say that can't I?)
I am crying at the drop of a hat lately! Bring on Spring…