It’s a very busy period, yet I can’t help but stop and stare. Today, we take the time to appreciate.
I always loved fall–I was that nerd who couldn’t wait to go back to school. But now fall is associated with the loss of loved ones. Long lives well lived, but their absence leaves a hole that’s as raw as ever.
At the same time, it’s a wake-up call. A reminder to appreciate every minute. Every hug. Every bite, and not just on Thanksgiving. Every leaf and stone.
I’m lucky and grateful to have such a wonderful family.
Taste of France 
It is so very true, we tend to take things for granted, my dear Mum would always say to me ” You will miss me when I am gone” oh how right she was, there is not a day goes by that I don’t wish she was still here. looking at the door that was I want to know more, where did it lead to, why was it filled in?
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The door is a mystery. It was on the church whose steeple is pictured below.
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Lovely images! I so agree with Roz: I too think of my Mother every day and how much she would like some of the things I see or do each day. We all need to take this time, as you have, to just appreciate what is in front of us.
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This blog started in part as a way to express the stuff I used to send in emails. She would have loved it.
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Beautiful words and photos…
Ali
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Thank you. I hope your trip is going well!
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Good thoughts, all.
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Thanks
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Love your blog. Are you on twitter? I’m @focusonparis
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Ouf. Kind of on Twitter. Not very active. Will look for you.
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I keep scrolling back to that beautiful house on the first photo. It’s so beautiful!
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I don’t think anybody lives there. It seems to be some kind of caretaker’s refuge on the Canal du Midi.
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lovely thoughts – must bring life into perspective more often!
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