Saturday, July 14, 2007

escape with this landscape

photo taken by a close friend in the fall of 2006 near quebec city. i am looking out over a fresh blend of greens and browns. noticing a theme in my photos and writing - they are not yet of my daily life. they are not even in the country of which i am a citizen. perhaps i think it's more enchanting to explore my escapes or exceptional adventures. regardless, this photo makes me happy. i love the way my unbrushed hair sort of appears as golden orangey-brown as the shades of the natured landscape. i remember feeling so refreshed and hopeful in this spot - just miles north of quebec city on the ile d'orleans. the island is about three miles in circumference. as one drives around the island - it is encouraged to stop at the various hard-cider and home-made chocolate shops. in the middle of late fall, when i visited, my friend and i had to ring the door bell to be let into the otherwise locked shops adjacent to the shopkeepers' homes. we were often the only patrons. the shop-owners spoke only french. i knew enough french to be polite or purchase goodies, and yet- was able to benefit from inexperience with the language that led to focusing on other aspects of the human experience beyond dialogue - dress, taste, and gesture. i loved this day, and the energy, colors, distance from english language and raw late fall air suited me - marvelously.

2 comments:

D said...

I'm glad you add pictures because I can't read.

Anonymous said...

i shnibbitz this blog ! I look at you and I see the reflection of my other through the lens of myself. i wish one day that i could fly from goloppersville to see you in all your glory . i just imagine you to be such a magical creature of the vibrant solstace very grounded in the earth and the solarsystem. You make me feel beautiful inside even though i know i am beautiful outside but not everyone always sees my inside. i guess i can only try to connect with the words i choose so carefully to convey my deep trust and admiration for your gifts that are so rich and pur and kind. i dont usually admit love so gushingly, and i hope i do not overwhel with my words, but this finding you has been a miraculous moment where i am speechless yet prolific in my message I must write you. I wait for you my precious pea.