We are still, still in the Luberon. One more day then one more en plus with the absolute bonafide deadline of tomorrow stretched out as thin as a noonday shadow.
I am digging back in the “unpublished” file for these photos, just as I did for the previous post.
I had different eyes then. And different scenery too.
This current pair, belonging to a lacsidaisical me dawdling in between years with a sleepy yawn, has been resting in soft-focus. So the title, chosen long ago, as a followup to who knows what, remains relevant, right in the middle of this particular moment.
My face lifts toward the window frame and my soul flies out, rainward. Thoughtless and ghostlike. I am content to take in the lolling waltz of the fog as it dances back then forward then back over the ridge of the mountaintop.
Because, after a tiny struggle, I have given up on the desire to capture it or anything, if only for a little while longer. Not seeing then, that comes after. Just lost in the looking with vision wiped slowly clean to move forward, better and soon.
Ps. Oh dear me! It is only now, as Remi and I have made pur daily trip to Simiane to have solid internet contact that I see that in my in-between haze I completely and utterly forgot about this months By Invitation Only party!!! Now, those of you who have been reading for awhile might guess at how much I love participating in this group of talented writers. And funnily enough, this month´s theme is “Changes, Moving Forward.” Now, I had to smile in seeing that, knowing the final sentence written above a few hours earlier. Apparently, the theme was in my noggin somehow. For I really believe that first things first, a breathing time AND a tabla rasa have to happen before any real change of the lasting kind can happen. And change is certainly ahead for Remi and I, certainly at least moving house before next summer. The rest is still in the air and ideas are not quite formed. We will find our way forward together.
And please do take inspiration from those on a faster track than I am (!) by visiting the lovely Marsha’s Splenderosa:
Bisous delivered and sending them right back! And oh how I do hope that you are right, dear Marsha…
Oooh, sending Happy New Years wishes right back to you at the other side of the world, Francesca. And I was trying to figure out when I took these photos based on the light…my guess is May.
Leslie, I know how much you would have liked to have been at the performance itself but I am so glad that you were able to watch it live!! You must have been beside yourself with pride…
Oy, let's hope so, dear friend. And hoping that I get to meet another member of the Blue household too…
Wow! So glad to hear that!! 🙂
It was a dreamy super quiet time. But I have missed you all! I need to get caught up with your excellent writing!!!
Dear Unknown, I was watching the same live stream while home in Florida. Except for not having a son in it, my reactions were so like yours. funny to have this connection in the cloud computing. Joan
Dear Heather, very best wishes on any and all roads and wherever life takes you in 2014. warmly, Joan
How lovely to be lost in the looking – something we should find time for every day – if only for the time it takes to breath deeply for a moment or two. Change. It's good right? Yes. I'm sure that the changes ahead will lead to more wonderful richness for you and Remi. You'll make it so, I'm sure! XOXO
Exquisite images, and yes, sometimes getting lost is just the right thing to do, in order to find our way to a new way of seeing. XXXX
The perfect light; the perfect feel you've created and shown us in this post Heather. There seems to be something about this time of year that makes us all sit back, recharge and ponder new directions. It looks like the perfect 'charging station' to me. Happy adventures in 2014 for you all~