Normandie pour la vie…
“No thoughts had I of anything, or at least that’s what I thought; I even thought I couldn’t think, but now I think I never...
The positive side.
'And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.'...
escape
My heart swings back and forth between the need for routine and the urge to run.
There is a silent eloquence In every wild bluebell…
Spotting a carpet of bluebells in a woodland is a highlight of any springtime walk in the countryside... The bluebell has been voted Britain’s favourite...
Venice, Italy
'There is always something left to love.'
Gabriel García Márquez —
La vie en rose
“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”
―Maud Lovelace