Stories Collected While Living in France
Walking…
one step in front of the other
begging my thoughts to fall like seeds to the ground
how they hang on and turn over,
and intertwine with one another
until at last with yet another step,
the waterfall takes them.
My steps breath
The littlest flowers look up at me
"I see you"
and bend down with ease.
Stepping into spring and all of her beauty takes my breath away.
Blessings my friend. I love all the beautiful things you post.
Spring is the Queen of all seasons.
Love Jeanne
Beautiful walk
Beautiful words ❤
Grateful for you and your morning walks. Sending love, friend.💕
What is the bloom in the third photo? All beautiful.
Daily walks are such a place of sweet meditation.
They also are where we notice what we notice.
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