These grapes were growing on the side of a rocky, residential road in Montauroux, France. Every time I see them, it fills me with so many possibilities. That things can grow where there is no one to care for them. That the past is quiet, but it whispers to you to remember. That just before the sun goes down the world becomes purple...
I'm loving photo friendly "no reason to be cranky" week. I've been feeling pretty darn cranky this week, so it's nice to see these pics. and read the great words you've put with them. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your kind words, Lori. I think I may try and do this more often. Photos make me happy and I like putting words to them. I hope you feel less cranky soon. I'm getting there...
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