In a haze of jet-lag, I grabbed my camera and headed outside with a determined gait in order to try and stay awake. And to remember where I was and why. My little village. It looked so scruffy and simple.
But we all know that sometimes simple is best.
I mentioned that recently and sans doute due to a stray-dog memory, I will most likely say it again.
I tumbled around with a propped-up eye…
…to rediscover all of the details and feelings that made me fall in love with this odd corner of Provence for the first time.
My gaze was radically hungry – down, across and certainly, uppity up.
For as soon as Remi picked me up at the airport – with les chiens in tow – I started exclaiming about the light. That autumn shift that brings a brighter blue, a softer gold.
And it scratches the sides of surfaces to make them sing.
Architectural traces of better times…
…still give proof to something good.
Colors blend…
…lines sway…
…and I feel plenty of calm just looking out my window.
I feel a hidden promise of doors yet to open…
…and yes, friends (Why does that word now have a corny context? Says who? Banish that! It is a good word!) are still to be made.
Cheers to you. Thank you for all of your kindness and for being here…
PS. Apparently, “sometimes cloudy days are best” too. Woof woof! 😉
Mahalo, Bill. How funny to think that our paths might have crossed way up in the air. I hope that you had a wonderful time in France…and that you are recovering from what must be one massive jet-lag…take good care of yourself please!
Yes, we are right there with you, weather-wise Loree. It is another kind of in-between. 🙂
Your photos glow with that wonderful light and with the joy you feel in Provence. Such a heavenly blue in those shutters.
Bliss. 🙂
Your captures are absolutely transporting … your artist soul captures the essence of your locale with such soulful integrity! Thank you my dear!
You have a real gift for colour…your photos are beautiful! So glad you made it back home again!
Oooo – I swear I can see your fresh eye! Weeks of Ypsilanti have left you starved for patina and doorways and colors! I love all of the doorways in this post, but that wavy drainage thing, winding through your photo = LOVE! I also love the hopeful feel. The light here has been crazy beautiful (along with some of the foliage here on our farm) – I'm going to send a picture! Thank you for more Provence a la Heather – ahhhh!!!
Something about that sixth image is actually nourishing.
Aloha Heather … another beautiful post, and one that brings poignancy to its peak within my reality. As you were returning, I was leaving .. now back on Kauai. Am sending you my experience, which seems to correspond chronologically to your own. C'est la vie .. one exuberant et one sad .. La France touches so deeply ….
http://kauai-to-paris.com/blog.html
Merci, Heather, et Bienvenue à la maison …
Bill Facker
Kauai-to-Paris.com
I love the light at this time of year – the gold and the shadows. The sun is still blazingly hot but the nights are nice and cool and the air is soft. I love your new corner of Provence.