Couting Down, and more

It feels good to up and leave this time. No stress (yet), only a kind of relief. This season's been rough, and boring, and odd in many ways. But more than anything, I feels it's good that it's over....

The downside is a black hole, and I'm not going there again, not right now. The up-sides quite a few, and i feel good about most of it, with hindsight. I managed to get my "hommage" off the ground, and onto the walls of an almost gallery. If you havent seen it already;

Voilà, my very own first exhibit! it's coming down again on Sunday, although I was just offered another week. no need to flatter myself, I know the French, and their bad planning. Anyway, the great migration is here, so on wednesday we're off for the next season.

Oddly enough I've made new friends! In for me the most unlikely place.;The Internet has its good points and bad ofcourse. I was swept away earlier this winter on a Twitter-wave that I'm just now re-surfacing from. It's an odd place, and I've come to see that I might not be for me. Still, I'll leave with some friends and some aquaintances, and a very dear special friend I hope to spend a lot of interesting time with. No names here, I do try to respect privacy, when i stop to think. I don't think I'll stay a Tweeter, but hopefully my friends will still have me...

Now I'm heading North, and I look forward to it a lot! I have an artistic challenge I've taken on, and am serious about. I have projects, both private and for the family. I have family and friends to re-connect with, and I so so long for my peaceful haven of a tiny garden! No projects there this year! I just want to be, and enjoy, and watch it take care of itself.

There's so much more to contemplate and to tell about, but I'l save it for another place, and another time

Preaparing for take-off is harder every yaer, and I'm tired now. well, at least I've blogged again...amazing!

Sweet Home!

Sweet September

I was lucky to get away in time. Believe me, I love autumn, but it seems it never comes when it should, and when it does come it's just wet and grey. To me autumn is crisp chilly mornings, a nice cold tang in the air, colours, sunshine, new sweaters, hankering for those soo expensive boots... But I digress. This is mainly a photo-blog, and all this patter is supposed to lead up to how I left the North for the South, how it was, and how it is now. So...


after a surprisingly pleasant ferry-trip, and a smooth ride through Denmark, we arrived i Tönning, Germany.



As picturesque as anyone could ask for! Having passed through Germany more times than I care to count, without ever seeing anything this was a treat.

I'm definitly going to visit this coast-area again. Who would've thought it?
There are no pictures yet of the home-coming. Home is home, and one sort of just slips right back where one belongs. That's good, but still, I think about our little house, and our garden...
A quick re-cap maybe...

peonies,pretty weeds, and that tree I just forgot the name of..."sureau" in French...

I finally got a black one!

Granted, I got carried away here, but they are pretty pictures, n'est pas? And this is only half of what I wanted to show. Well... more next time.