For whatever we lose (like a you or a me),
It’s always our self we find in the sea.
-e.e. cummings
During the last week in France, Mont St. Michel becomes visible on the horizon and gets closer every day. It towers over the bay, between Normandy and Brittany, and as many times before, it is the last stop before the final turn for home. After having the sea as a constant companion, it’s hard to let it go.
A cooler Autumn breeze is beginning to drift through the long grass but I am still reluctant to commit to the last leg of the journey. Is there something about travelling that fits? Maybe it’s just that escape from the everyday helps us to forget the challenges of surviving the grey northern winter.
I have a decision to make when I get home. If I had three wishes I would stay here in this fairy tale world, only waking up to reality when I had to. Alas, magic wands and fairy godmothers are in scant supply, and the ticket for Ireland says the time is up.
That decision is looming. The ferry home is in sight. All will be well. Just stay close to the shore.
Ah ! Catherine ! Kathy” I love your posts
Those days long time ago when I knew ya i didn’t know your beauty.
To day a novel was launched in honor of my favourite poet W.B Yeats.
So things cant be that bad. .
Turning and Turning in winding in gyer
Ah Jimmy, those days in the inner city of Dublin! Where I learned so much and danced in a musical with all of ye!!! WB is a fave of mine too. The silver apples of the moon the golden apples of the sun. Hope you are well aul fella…..
Thanks for sharing the one part of France that I haven’t experienced…yet. So looking forward to hearing all about your decision making and what this means to your life path!
Thanks Robin, hopefully we will be on that path together albeit in two entirely different landscapes!
Just beautiful…thank-you for sharing these scenes and sites. And – whatever it is you decide – it’ll be the right one.
Nothing to lose on this one I think….thank you Marcie, funnily enough you’ve been in my thoughts lately and just today so many Vision and Verb women crossed paths with me…..so good….
I think it’s exciting to have decisions to make and choices to consider and it seems like spending time close to the sea could only be a help, at least I hope so. Love all the magic places and the images you have shared, especially the couple on the bench … just lovely.
Best of luck, friend, on your special journey forth.
Thank you Susan! I find myself going back to the sea as often as I can since I came home. When in doubt go to the water!! x
I can’t wait to hear whatever is next for you. Selfishly, I’m hoping it will help me with the decisions I’ve been wrestling with all summer.
Maery now you have me curious about your decision too! Let’s stay in touch about that one. x
I’ve had that same feelings many times…leaving Paris…the beaches of Nicaragua and of course your homeland Ireland!
O Kerry of course you do!! It’s a funny one? We all love our home turf but the romance of the “other” will always tug at our heart strings!
it does look like a fairytale world.
But then, so too does your Ireland to me!
Ah yes! The romance of Ireland! But there’s nothing like two swims a day even in Autumn Diana!!! The warmth of France…..