Stories Collected While Living in France
A young boy proudly stands amongst the roses holding his gloved hand on his hip. His song bird flaps her wings taking in the view. Two rose painted panels signed simply: "Frances 1901."
Focusing my camera to take the shot I heard, "Fear not the thorns! Find yourself amongst that which you love, let that song guide you." It is in these moments that I know there is a God.
And God’s walking stich makes heartshaped images. Just take a walk in his creation, and you will find them.
cool blog!!
oh I love the link to annie… it was my favorite post of hers ! Both of you inspire me.
You are a most beautiful rose in my friendship garden.
God bless you and yours real good.
Love Jeanne
We climb the thorny stem to feel the soft touch of the petal. Thanks for the soft touch this morning!!
We all know that despite the thorns, the rose has a perfume that makes it worth the risk of being scratched. So it is with life, the little bird is wise.
Those reminders are always so welcome, aren’t they?
That young boy,
Holding the Bok Choy,
Looks an awful lot to me
Like the David of Troy
Dressed as a boytoy…
Even though surrounded by roses,
And wearing closes,
If he should proposes,
I wouldn’t say noses.
Oh how important to listen to that little voice…..if only we will pause more…..and hear
Chamara
Wow! That was profound! What a erfect quote for that photo! I love it! I call that synCROWnicity! (being crow inclined..heh heh.)
Hearing the still small voice is a wonderful thing! Discovering a new blog and some flickr crafts is too. Thanks Corey 🙂
Boytoy….ha!
Your words…your photo……beautiful!
what spectacular rose paintings! Are they from the trunk of your car?
Love what you heard in your moment of deeper truth…
The cock of his hip and his hand placed there on it make me think that this is not an uncommon situation for him. Reminds me of what it must have been like in those first days when all the creatures (but one) walked together.
Beautiful!
He stands posed like someone I saw last night.
I see you found Laurens fliker account… Does she speak? Have you heard from her? Lauren where are you????
Lovely roses – thorns and all. Sometimes we need pain to appreciate the beauty…
Oh Corey, thank you so much for including me in your post today. When I first click the link I thought I had made a mistake and so I clicked again. No mistake. Phyllis from Shabby in the City wrote me because of this link and we have been visiting on and off for the last couple of hours. Huge hugs to you dear friend. Annie
sweet corey…what a beautiful message for me to hear today…and i visited miss annielf’s site…wonderful treasure that is…xo…the other annie!
With faith we need not fear the prick of the thorn, for with grace we are bestowed a pair of protective garden gloves which hold us up through a bouquet of friendships at out time of need.
i adore that sculpture! how stunning!
I like the photo and your thoughts. Interesting how the two came together.
To the stars through the thorns. “Ad astra per aspera.”
It is unseasonably warm here. Yes it snowed last week and is 80 f this week. weird. But that said. I was able to have the deepest most romantic evening of emotional bliss. Wattering the 32 year old rose bush, that has a trunk like a tree.. sitting under the moon light and proclaiming my love for this land I get to live on. In this hidden place. The moon, the rose bush and me. YEs!
Corey. I can’t help but laugh. Here you are posting such thought provoking words to your blog.
Today I’m posting about my bra !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Are those roses on wallpaper? Very dramatic!
I’m so glad you posted this today. Thank you.
What a beautiful thought, Corey. Sigh.
Out in the moon light I cast my eyes on the rose brushes, frozen it glistened in the night. The boy watches, a song comes to mind…it’s time for poetry.
So lyrical!
How lovely that you linked to Annie as I was so moved by her post.
I am always moved by what YOU write, sometimes in the shortest sentence or a random quote, along with your beautiful photos, you create deep emotions in the reader. It is for this reason that you have swept the nominations for the Share the Love Blog Awards. I dare say sweet, wonderful Corey you are now the Meryl Streep of the blog world.
French husband will now be known as Mr. Corey!
Congratulations, I just voted – Tongue in Cheek -check, Tongue in Cheek, check, Tongue in Cheek, check. 🙂
Much love dear friend,
Lisa
XOXO
What amazing words to hear swirling in the air!
He seems so young, a free spirit.
Congratulations on all your Blog Finalist Awards, Corey! It seems everyone knows you are as wonderful as I do. 😉
oxox 🙂
It’s lovely to see Miz Lauren out and about around the neighborhood again isn’t it? I love those panels…beautiful!
“Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off the goal.” (not my own words…)
Do not tarry… keep following your path … forget sharp stones,keep looking to the gem (j’aime)… Keep aiming at your “rose-butt” even when it’s on a bed of thorns!
You’re the sweetest rose in my bush life!
I know, Corey, it’s like God is whispering words of guidance to us!
WAY 2 GO !
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