Sunday, September 26, 2010

When I was travelling through France recently with Wendy, we came upon a tiny boutique where the owner's wife handmade these little hearts to sell. Now one hangs on the sideboard as you enter our home, and the other morning the sunlight caught it on its daily journey to the west.



I think back to that time with a friend - to sitting beside her and knowing her thoughts without the need for words. It can be a haunting thing to miss somebody... or, as I have begun training myself to do, it can be a warm and intimate garden of the heart; remembering and smiling and being grateful for someone to love; to let my thoughts turn toward them like morning light on my heart ... it shines for a moment and then travels on.

3 comments:

Naturedigital said...

A beautiful heart and a great photograph.
Have a great week Allison.
Costas

teca said...

Ah... lovely heart, Allison!

A big and warm hug.

Judy said...

Your words are so beautiful Allison :) and What a cute heart, the shop owner does a beautiful job making them.