
going to town
taking the usual route
the daisies are here
going to town
taking the usual route
the daisies are here
hardly seeing through
the ropes of the lobster cage
can also feel good
ne presque rien voir
au travers des cordages
fait aussi du bien
The season has been good. Will start again soon. Sighs of satisfaction while waiting for the fish to return, for the tension to come down, for the desire to resume, and the memories to fade in the affable seasons
I wanted this post to be entitled « 50 shades of gray », but I resisted the temptation, although that’s what I said to myself when I saw this sky. Who said that gray is sad? I like this intense landscape that leaves no room to think about anything else. A kind of visual meditation, a mindfulness exercise without the effort (my kind of thing). I only have to watch.
The other day, it was the wind that had the same effect. The waves crashed furiously against the stone walls, the wind blew with a force that I had never seen before, so strong that it took up all the space. I even had to hang on to a fence at a certain moment, because I was afraid I would be blown away, but I could not resist admiring the sight of the crashing waves. I returned from my journey, elated, my head full of thoughts and fresh air.