Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Layers



I was looking at the pictures from our trip to France last June, remembering and dreaming. This stone wall evokes the warmth of sunshine, the smell of rosemary and the sight of the Pont du Gard. It was taken by the parking lot there.

I love the layers and textures in this photo - the varied browns, charcoals and taupes. The hidden places between the stones. Everywhere, when I take the time to look, the world's complexity is beautiful.
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  1. The Wooden Spool5:58 PM

    What a gorgeous rock wall! I love rocks, and all of nature for that matter. You are so fortunate to live in such a gorgeous spot of the world. My DH used to live in Nanaimo! Love it there! I would love to visit France someday, too.....glad you had such a wonderful experience abroad. It's great to look back and reflect, isn't it.

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  2. karlascottage.typepad.com6:28 PM

    We have a lot of rock fences in KS, early farmers used stone in the prairies because trees were scarce. I just love the look of it and marvel at how simply stacked rocks can stay in place for so so long with no mortar!

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  3. Fete et Fleur11:19 PM

    This wall is gorgeous! It amazes me how walls like this stand the test of time.

    Nancy

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  4. kari and kijsa6:11 AM

    Beautiful eye!! Lovely photo!

    Blessings,
    kari & kijsa

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