I travel a little for work and a lot for pleasure. I set out on my own, my journeys bringing me to rainy Edinburgh streets, to the salty French seaside, and to my childhood home in Iowa. Each trip enriches me. I fill my soul with modern art, befriend fellow train passengers, and soak in the places that become part of me.
My homecomings are also sweet. The thrill of travel heightens my appreciation of Central Kentucky—the place I’ve made my home for the last decade. As I readjust to small town life, post-dinner walks help me sort through all I have gleaned in my travels. The evening light, the tangle of wildflowers, and the mid-summer stillness clear space in my crowded mind. The intensity of travel diminishes. Recent memories settle in me. With successive walks, my inner landscape begins to mirror this expanse. New thoughts emerge, informed by comings and goings.
Tu es une inspiration ! Les photos merveilleuses, les méditations, les recettes …bravo Allison ! Je me réjouis de lire et de voir cexqye tu partages.
Merci! Ca fait dix ans que j’ai envie d’écrire un blog. J’ai enfin le calme et un petit peu d’expérience en design. bisous
Thanks for sharing your thoughts on travel and home. I’ve been enjoying morning walks on my way to work lately. Putting one foot in front of the other, taking in my surroundings (even if they aren’t always picture perfect) while always looking for the good. This morning included horses, rose winged parakeets, the first ripe blackberries, thistle, a dead mouse and graffiti. I like seeing things at a walking pace, all the little things it’s so easy to miss out on when you’re stuck in traffic or crammed into the bus like a sardine!
Ann, now I miss France and especially Toulouse! I’ve had so many great walks in that city–along the Garonne, in les Carmes, along the Canal du Midi… Thanks for taking me back. Hope I can swing a longer visit in 2018.