dear you, i have returned home only a few short hours ago. I am listening to the rain fall, chopin and a bird who i believe is listening to chopin too. I am happy to be home and the hill is lovelier than ever, even if the grass is so very high. The wild flowers are everywhere and i will take a walk soon, even in the rain.
I met some incredible people last week while i worked, truly beautiful people with spirits and knowledge and sun in their faces. I will tell you more about it soon, but i must tell you about italy first and i will promise.
for now can i tell you about the photograph, i randomly picked it from my iphone and i am sure there is better ones and my camera is filled with them and i hope to download them soon. Iceland is magical, we must go again my camera and i.
I feel very strong right now even though my heart took some stabs in sweden but those cracks got filled with people stories, kindness and music. the whole plane ride home i listened to music, i cried, i moved my feet to the music, i hoped, excepted, dreamt and imagined. I am happy, i also gifted myself experiences like the one above but the biggest thing i gave myself was learning to except that i am a good person, that i work hard and that it is okay to except those things about oneself.
i will write soon, i would like to change my header photograph into a circle of the same and have la porte rouge written in script beside the circle, if anyone can assist that would be great, i am ready to freshen up and re commit to my life being told on the pages of this blog after i have lived the moment.....
listen
3am
daughter
maybe
low roar
a classic book chosen by reader juliana
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our book for this month classic has been chosen by a good friend Juliana,
in fact our friendship
started based on exchanging book titles that we loved and...






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