Sometimes it’s nice just to sit and contemplate.
Sometimes it’s nice just to sit.
I’ve found the perfect match for sitting and contemplating, or just sitting.
His presence is enough for me to know that he loves me. Words, though one of my favorite things, do not always need to be spoken.
Sitting with him is enough.
It’s not about what the universe reveals to me, because if the universe reveals anything, it’s a giant question mark. A question with no answer, or an answer with no question.
But none of it matters because he’s here, with me, near me, or over there, sometimes. Knowing is enough. More than this, there is nothing.
Sometimes songwriters say it best:
P.S. It’s 80 degrees this afternoon and we’re complaining that it’s too hot! Silly humans…
And, weird, i made another comment but it disappeared! If it shows up, please delete this one and just shake your head, just like me at the Universe’s weirdness at times.
Will do – cyberspace must be controlled by someone with a sense of humor. xo
El Guapo said:
Sometimes just sitting silently near each other is more than enough.
So true, Guap. xo
Hello Stacy, I love your dreamy photos. Your connection to the land and a special person shines in every frame. Enjoy some green for me, will you? I still have snow in my yard in Breckenridge!
Thank you for the kind words, Barb. I’ll enjoy the green for you if you will enjoy the snow (a rare treat here) for me. xo
Such wonderful peace, to find that love with a kindred soul!
And what a peaceful scene. I’m imagining myself there now, instead of working at the computer. 🙂
Those dastardly computers – they’re everywhere! xo
Lucky you to have a connection like that, that goes deeper than words. Lovely photos too.
“Deeper than words” – well said, Christine. xo
My French Heaven said:
Such lovely photos Stacy! Thank you so much for sharing a bit of spring. 🙂
You’re welcome – and it’s such a lovely time of year in France as well! xo
Smiling, and so happy for you, to have found “home” in so many ways. ❤
Oh, I suppose home is always where Norm is – and that happens to be in central Louisiana (for now). I don’t know if I’ll always be here, but I have to be somewhere, so here I am. xo
So beautiful. How wonderful for you, having that very special kind of connection.
Yes, Bonnie – he comes in handy for this lost soul! xo