Stories Collected While Living in France
The road that leads..
along trees,
vineyards,
by old stone houses nestled
in the country hillside…
eventually takes me….
to a very different scenery……
To a city with…
tree lined streets,
places to drink wine,
old stone buildings, plus new ones
with sparkling lights under the same beautiful winter sky.
Does that mean all roads lead to the same place with just another view?
Gorgeous sights, you included!
awakening deep memories and pulling my heartstrings
BRRRRRR! Looks COLD and like a bad storm coming….and yet, still beautiful!
But where ARE you?
yeah
Word.
Every year we drive from Florida to Chicago. Same planet, but it’s hard to believe it. From palm trees to the big city, all under the same sky.
“Does that mean all roads lead to the same place with just another view?”
Nope, I revel in every place being different. Otherwise there’d be no reason to go anywhere 🙁
my streets thus far have led me to Costco and Target.
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