She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory
flickers in her eyes.
Frank Deford
Looking around in all the photographs I took in France, yesterday night I found those I had totally forgotten. They reminded me of the time I was at my parent’s home and looking at them is bittersweet.
Sitting under the very big Weeping Willow Tree, looking at this liquid sunshine I was reminded of how fragile and beautiful everything is. Moments of peace stolen from the worries of those days.
Chopped wood for the cold days of Winter ahead, piled up waiting to be burned in the chimney. Memories of the time I was there, stirring in my heart. Interesting how just looking at some photographs, brought me back in time so vividly.
Far Away In The Sunshine 
I hope it is not too painful to look back, Chantal.
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Your words hit me in the heart, thanks for sharing these thoughts…
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Vickie, This willow is my favourite tree and I often found peace sitting under it's branches. Worries are still there and my coping mechanism is improving I guess :/. Thank you for your visit 🙂
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Wood chimneys always evoke so many childhood memories for me, I wish I would have one here in Canada 🙂
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I have missed you too Karen, and am glad to see you back 🙂
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🙂
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In a way CherryPie all of you were with me, as blogging daily truly helped me a lot during the harder times. 🙂
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It is interesting how the minds works, isn'it, Red? Thank you 🙂
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I am blushing for the compliment you are giving me here Vicky. I do put lots of me in those photographs yet never really think of it this way. Big and soft hugs to you 🙂
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Looking back I am so glad I had my camera with me the whole time. Hugs to you too Birdie 🙂
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Beautiful photographs. That willow is very peaceful indeed. When I'm home and need a break I like to walk through the wildflower meadow behind my dad's house. I think we all need our safe places so we can reflect on our situation. Hoping you have less worries these days.
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nice…used to have to chip wood…lived in a house that was heated only by wood…before being married…cool shot of the wagon wheel too…
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I'm so glad I got my modem replaced quickly. I've missed reading your blog.
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Beautiful and poignant.
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Wonderful memories 🙂 I almost feel I was there with you.
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I like your point of seeing things and how they remind you of other things and times. By the way …great photos.
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These photos are evocative even for me who wasn't there with you. I think you pour so much of your heart and soul into your photos that you enable us to be a part of your world and also can draw yourself back to those moments that stand out for yourself. Hugs sweet girl, thank you for sharing with us all!
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Anyes, these pictures are beautiful & i know how you feel!!! i get that when i travel back to my homeland and then when i'm back home i look at them and they are as you said so perfectly very vivid … enjoy it, the peace of these moments not the worries … love & hugs!!
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