Not mine but ours

Today’s post is a simple one and if the environment looks familiar, well, it is because I wrote about it only one week ago. And while I often struggle and then make peace with my memory problems, this is not the case here. If anything I felt hyper aware when thinking about sharing this with you all, my senses on alert.
Admittedly, we had experienced a rough week, capped off by the out-of-nowhere announcement that our wonderful Range Rover, who had carried us along on adventures too numerous to count, had bit the dust. Finito. Just like that. Fortunately, we have a positively ancient Saab 900 turbo (yes, the car from “Sideways”) that has been patiently waiting on stand by at the public parking lot. A new battery was plopped in, she was ready to roar and so a much needed picnic was prepared.
As it was a day not to take risks but rather solely reap rewards, we both knew to head back to the land outside of Uzes that comforts us so. We stayed for hours, to the point where the dogs were getting restless, uncertain what to make of Remi’s sleeping form on the blanket. I started walking and they bounded after me eagerly. 
I traced the perimeter of the upper terrace of vines as if I owned it, so sure were my feet slapping on the ground, crunching through the soil. And then I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned in a circle, gazing. “Of course, this isn’t mine but I am so lucky that I can be here and feel this…that is enough.” The birds sang and I sighed with contentment. Sometimes, it can be that easy.

I bounded back to fetch my iphone from the car and took the above video to pass along. I know that it is tiny and the sound is bad but hopefully in watching it you will catch a whiff of the sweet perfume of le bonheur. For that too is not solely mine but maybe it can be ours…

After hitting “publish” I can’t shake the sentiment that I didn’t quite express what I had hoped to in this post but I will make a wish…and let it go…

Have a lovely week ahead everyone and hold on tight to those dear to you…

37 comments

  1. Yes, it IS officially spring! (Although Paris did not get much of a winter, so I shouldn't be so dramatic in my declaration.) I see an ice patch in one of your shots, so maybe it was frostier down by you?

    Happy spring bopping around in your Giamatti-mobile through the vineyards. ; )

  2. Thank you SO much! I will try this when I get back as I couldn't figure it out on my own… :0

  3. You can remove that feature in Blog Layout > Click on the lower right corner of the Blog Post box in the center > in the pop up box, Unclick "Show Share Buttons."
    I think you can then add a gadget for any sharing you might want.
    I also believe there is a way to label your photographs and/or add a no click feature to them. The Unclick feature (methinks) prevents right click and save, copy, set as background.

  4. We got it! Sorry about the Range Rover – that truly is sad news; were the pups confused to be riding in the Saab? But glad that a picnic helped to soothe the soul a bit! Loved the video with Ben ahead, waiting patiently, and Kipling behind! Hope this week is going better; thank you for yet another lovely post!!

  5. I am having a mini meltdown because the dishwasher is misbehaving. I can't imagine what I would do if my car ceased to be. Bawl, probably. I think your seeking solace in a picnic was an excellent strategy. Hugs and best wishes.

  6. So lovely and peaceful, I wish that we were able to get into the country more. At least Spring has arrived and hopefully we soon will!

  7. Somethings happen at the wrong time, balanced by beautiful surprises. Ben and Kipling seem to enjoy the interlude.Nice short video.
    The vines there are similar to the vines here in the valley. In the midst of beauty, one can’t ask for more.

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