This ancient pot caught my eye with its bursting bouquet of color
in the town of ochre, Roussillion.
Layered, raw-edged organza creates a magical store window and presentation.
Felt like walking into a cloud.
Poetry on a wall in Paris.
I wish I could read French.
Kids sailing boats in the pond.
Band concert in the Luxembourg Gardens.
Scenes from familiar paintings.
Fortunately some things don't change over time.
Waking in my own bed and looking out the window.
Blessed with beauty,