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The Poetry of Life...


There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it Gustave Flaubert

These photos were taken a couple weeks ago on the morning my family left Gers (in southwest France) headed north to Paris. That morning seems like a lifetime ago… we had a 9-hour drive ahead of us, feeling heavy-hearted after saying goodbye to my husband's aging and ailing father. Several years ago, he traded in the rain and cold of Normandy for the warm rejuvenating sunlight of the South.

Driving away felt different this time, the light more luminous...


  1. Saying goodbye is never an easy thing to do. The rolling hills are so majestic in your photos.

    1. Thank you Laurie. Goodbyes are always so hard,... my aunt has this strategy where she slinks away before the very last goodbye, it makes it easier on her.

  2. oh so sorry for your sadness - but those photos are stunning

  3. I can feel the angst of your words in leaving. Leaving is never easy. I'm thankful for the time you were given! These images are so beautiful. What a gorgeous countryside!

  4. Your photos are so beautiful!!

    Hugs! <3

  5. Oh, stunning. The light is more luminous. I love photos of open spaces.


  6. These photos will be a lovely tribute to his memory. My favorite is the second one, with the tree and so much light in the sky. Beautiful.

  7. Catherine, The sweep of the land is gorgeous. The light dusting the landscapes is very special. I hope your visit is a good memory - these photos will remind you.

  8. such luminous images, catherine! just beautiful, and calming... the first one is my favourite :-)

  9. oh, so sorry for your sadness...but i totally enjoyed your photos with my favourite being the first one. superb

    i just loved your photography/blog!

    visiting via little things friday~

  10. Ladies, thank you for your very kind comments… I appreciate it so so much.

  11. hugsssssssssssssssssssssssssssss Thank you for sharing at the Thursday Favorite Things blog hop. ♥

  12. Dear Catherine,
    As time passes, it gets increasingly difficult to say goodbye as we never know what lies ahead...or rather, we fear what lies ahead. Light symbolizes hope for me and the promise of newfound serenity. And your pictures show just that.


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