Since I last wrote about the sunflowers and dangling my feet in the Lot, the river has been calling my name. I wanted to see if I could get some newer and better sunflower shots than those I'd first gotten the other day. I also wanted to dangle my feet.
I knew if I went down in my hiking boots, the chance of a river dangle was slim.
So this morning, while I waited for a delivery and put my own mail out; I decided that I'd still put my overalls on but wear my Sketchers.
Everything worked like a well-oiled machine...delivery arrived and my mail to the states and Cajarc was picked up. I headed down to the far riverside in the direction of Montbrun with a blanket, my journal, and phone for photos.
I had so much fun. Feeling like I need to do this walking circuit every morning.
I began by taking a shot from the road by the house, and then headed in the direction of Montbrun and then down the hill.
This is a down and down and down hill that takes you along the edge of the road wall all the way down to the river bank.
It was a little more overgrown than I expected, but I was still able to get down without much trouble.
I crawled over a fallen tree and took a few other shots along the way before I sat down to write and soak up the place.
The crickets, bells, and bees serenaded me while I wrote, reminding me why I love doing things like this so much.
I decided it was feet dangling time so I headed back up. Instead of going all the way to the top, I crawled a bit down a wall that feeds me onto Willie's land.
It was nicely cut and made walking over to the boat slip much easier than the other route.
I laid out my blanket on the stone, as close to the water's edge as I could get and took off my shoes. The water and the stone felt good on my bare feet.
The tiny fish and other creatures came to visit once I settled in.
I did scrape some mud off of the stone down to the pretty green color, but there wasn't a thick enough layer of algae to draw or write.
I was glad I had my overalls on and not a dress, and my easy shoes, not my hiking boots.
Even so, when I got home with my almost a hundred photos, I was happy to put my linen dress back on, shoes off, and relax a bit more.
I was grateful I didn't get in my own way today.
No barriers clothes or outlook-wise.
Tucked in below the wall when I first went down on my sunflower mission, I gloried in the ability in this life of mine to truly do whatever moves me in the moment. You can't put a price on that!
Happy Saturday!
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