Yesterday's ride took me back in the direction of Cajarc, and down the bus stop road to the road between the river and the farmers' fields.
Each morning, I seem to be less excited about lugging stuff with me.
This day, it was just me and the phone/camera...no journal, coffee, or cookies. I've been this way many times.
The last time had been in the late afternoon.
I wondered what morning gifts awaited!
I found myself wandering and stopping, not sitting.
Monsieur Columbus was in his favorite bike parking spot, while I soaked up our morning friendship.
A couple of my farmer neighbor friends were out working in the field, but too far away to be anything except tiny dots on a photo.
I have often teased that I'm up with the birds, bells, farmers and fishermen!
This place still stuns me.
This is my heaven on earth, or as my tarot card reader and friend used to call it: my "place in the sun!"
He knew mine was here. His is New Orleans!
So today, I wish you your own "heaven on earth," or "place in the sun!"
Happy Wednesday!
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