On Facebook, a memory popped up showing a set of pictures from 4 years ago. The temperature was 14 degrees Fahrenheit (-10 Celsius), we had snow and our house’s big front window shown with Christmas lights.
I had been scrolling through Facebook while I lay in bed in the dark with the shutters closed. I hadn't been walking or running lately after another knee injury. So I got out of bed in France and determined to take a walk and some pictures to contrast life then and now.
Today
Baa bass black sheep |
I chose a flat path that I could walk and as I rounded a corner, I heard the tinkling bells of sheep and a baa. I knew where they lived and walked around to the backyard to see two of them standing on an old concrete well.
That’s something I never saw on my runs in Ohio.
Mountains and a river |
I continued my walk and the faint pinks of sunrise still shone over the mountains.
A closer look at that river, the Aude. |
The river continues to rush to its destination in spite of COVID-19 and confinement and curfews.
The path not taken |
This path looks so welcoming but it leads up a mountain and the path is unsteady with lots of stones, not good for my knee, so I resisted.
Berries |
The orange and yellow berries reminded me of a photo I took 4 years ago, but the berries in Ohio were covered with snow.
4 years ago
Here's my montage from four years ago. |
The pictures from my Ohio life made me feel homesick.
My life in France is very much changed from that Ohio life.
My life in France is very much changed from that Ohio life.
But the sun still decorates the sky every morning. And even though the air feels a bit cold when I go out in the morning, the temperature is in the mid-40s Fahrenheit, about 8 Celcius, which is a far cry from 14 (-10). So I may long for those days, but I probably wouldn't get out of bed and go for a run like I did on that morning four years ago.
In every new life, you gain some things and lose some things. My goal is to be able to see the beauty of whatever life I'm in.
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