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…
I am taking heart at the sight of a landscape without snow! Your photos are beautiful.
Thank you so very much for your kind words, Michel. They are appreciated more than you know! Wishing you and your lovely wife a wonderful weekend as well.
It has been raining here too so I am happy to have these photos even if they were only taken a few weeks ago, it seems far!
Your pictures in Joucas are beautiful. You have such a good eye. You inspire me to be more vigilant as we travel around Provence to look for the simple beautiful images you seem to find routinely. Have a great weekend my friend.
Beautiful pics. Thank you for them. It's pouring rain in Victoria. Much nicer to dream of France.
Those plants are Oleander. They seem to grow everywhere in that part of the world. They have lovely flowers, anywhere from white to deep pink. 🙂
Ah Anna! What a fine eye you have because it is the most beautiful house in the village! 😉
No, I understand it too…well, actually with age so I agree with you! :à But they are close, close…
I wish you peace wherever you are, I do believe it is because your fine talents are much in demand! And I also appreciate greatly how you see whatever I put up here in words and photos. Thank you for being here, Silke.