My soul echoes to all winds. A Sunday afternoon in Amiens in August. À un Dimanche après-midi à Amiens en Août. A Sunday afternoon in Amiens in August. English version below the pictures. Nous étions en vacance dans notre ville. The bandstand on a square with four musicians playing jazz. Le kiosque ave 4 musiciens jouant du jazz. The crowd and the architectural frame. La foule dans un cadre architectural. Another part of the relaxed crowd , very colored. La fontaine apportait sa musique .

After that I had to do my ten minutes of meditation with my new meditation app. I said I was blogging. Then I had to make something to eat. Send my husband off for a pretrial meeting in another city. Take my son to driving school. Respond to some administrative emails. Check our cash balance and pay a bill.

Looking at life through blue eyes. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. No this not the track from Woodstock. But I really like the lyrics from this song and the harmonies. The track that was sung at Woodstock was live and I did not like the sound quality. So you get this version. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. This entry was posted in Uncategorized.

Last December I found a pattern for a Beaded Elastic Caterpillar Bracelet on 3dbeading. com that I wanted to try. Of it The embellishments over the larger beads reminded me of the Hugs and Kisses Beaded Bracelet.

Ramblings about this and that, every now and then. So I survived Saturday afternoon. Yay me! Sorry about that unsavoury interlude. Not much else has happened. Watched more YouTube videos, done a shit load of washing and washing up.

Apparently the forum is an open one, and we could write whatever we want. So I write about what is closest to me. Perhaps there is a river that runs through all of us regardless of where we come from, or where we are going. It is my soul, it is the river of my heart, and the desire of this aging heart.

A great heap of uncertainty. Some of it of the steaming pooh variety. I am losing my mind. Travel, but not really. I was looking for something in my saved Xanga files the other day.

Leave a comment or the terrorists win. Weird how close it is to my actual wedding anniversary. Maybe it only put the date today because I logged on today, and really my WP anniversary was sometime between now and the last time I logged on. Who knows? Yeah, I could figure out where to look it up and check, but whatevs. Today is my birthday! .