It was sunny and hot for weeks. And then as intensely as it had been feverish, it was the opposite. Sweaters out of the mothballs. And a chance to look at things under a different sky.
What is it?The Daily Cure for me is trying to smell taste touch—really experience— something, each day, that reminds me that I'm alive and, mostly, happy to be here. A small moment that should go a long way, at least in theory.
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I always love your posts!
Awwww. You’re sweet.
i LOVE looking up….but find that i don’t do it enough. unless i’m at the beach, and then i actually only need to look “out”. sigh, the sky, the sky.
Or as Iris Murdoch said, “The Sea. The Sea.” I know what you mean. I try to study it every day too, but in Milan it is much harder. Here it is one non-stop sky story. You can’t not look.
Beautiful pictures, beautiful post. We had some gorgeous skies over our pacific.
I loved watching the sky when I lived in Portland, Oregon. So I can sort of imagine what you get to look at every day. What a beautiful part of the world you are in. I miss it very much.
I read and loved your comment to Lori (@DbyDtheFGW) about facing your fears and decided I had to look you up. I love your words, and your photography. You both have writing and photography skills to your credit but your gifts are like night and day to compare. Each remarkable and beautiful. So glad to visit with you today, Charlotte.
Lynda, thank you so much! What a lovely note to find, unexpected, on my phone. Look forward to visiting your blog!