Another walk around Avignon

The beauty of Art Nouveau in this decorated balcony and wrought iron balustrade.

Here is the whole building.

The charm of the back streets.
It must be bumpy cycling on those cobblestones!

A gargoyle on the edge of a roof. 
A spout in the form of a grotesque human or animal figure.
Their purpose is to throw rainwater clear of a building.

St. Pierre church

Looking up at the bell tower through the branches of a tree starting to blossom.

and admiring the bells before going for lunch in one of the numerous restaurants.

In this area, the Côtes du Rhône wine is particularly delicious.
Can you see the blue sky reflected in the glasses?

and this warm goat's cheese salad with pine nuts and fruity olive oil goes so perfectly with the wine.

Back through the streets to discover more architectural details

The sun illuminates the warm colour of this building.

An early evening walk is illuminated by shop windows showing us their wares.

What looks like a lamp in the left window, is in fact tiny suspended bottles
of olive oil glistening under hidden headlights.

Olivier
which is French for olive tree.
Notice the Provençal language written in smaller letters at the bottom of the road sign.
So ends the second part of this visit to the town of Avignon.

I will leave you to wander these streets alone and enjoy the colours
of the Provence while I take a little pause.

Till next time with more blue skies!



















Avignon

The famous Avignon bridge is actually called
Saint Benezet Bridge.
It was first constructed in the 17th century, originally had 22 arches
 and measured 900 metres long.
The river it partially crosses is the Rhône.

One of the squares.
Almost everywhere you go, you can see a church steeple
or religious statues.

There are many cobbled streets and you need comfortable
walking shoes to get around!
The cobblestones seem to be washed every morning
and this close-up shows how these well-worn stones tell a story
of many many years right back to the Middle Ages.

There is plenty of beautiful stonework and  this door really caught my eye.

There are windows with stone carvings and decorated window panes.

and others with gorgeous reflections and decorated with flowers.

How about this lovely attic window
 with the curtain mysteriously almost closed in the afternoon?

There are many many restaurants
and my favourites are the simplest ones
which serve a simple 'plat du jour' (daily special).
This place only had room for one table for two outside.
Don't you love it?
 Shall we meet and have lunch there?

Three little olive trees all in a row
and some Savon de Marseille in the window,
the famous soap.

I have so many photographs after visiting this lovely town three times,
but I'll stop for today with this early evening shot of a rosy sky.














Time

Seeing this clock tower in the medieval town of Avignon, France
made me think of my relation to time.

Why do I feel a special heart-connection with this image?
Because it makes me wonder how I use my time.

Sometimes it would be tempting to wish time away 
and project oneself into an imagined future where our minds try to persuade us
that it might be a better place!
Why would I wish to be elsewhere than where I am?

Whatever I am doing now
can be done with consciousness
in a meaningful way:
the cleaning, the shopping, the cooking, washing-up. 
Doing my work.
Even waiting at a bus stop can take on new meaning
a new feeling of aliveness.

What time is it?
It's time to be content with whatever form this moment is taking.
Am I really here?
Am I wishing the preciousness of this moment away?

This moment,
the very best place to be at all times.
This moment,
the only one we can ever really experience.

When I live fully in the present, 
I am truly alive with awareness of every detail around me.
I am part of it
I feel at one with it.
I don't need to be somewhere else.
I am here!

What time is it for you?





Winter Sunsets

That time of day
when a changing winter's sky
warms our hearts
and colours the moment
in pink and gold
and the trees stand quiet to admire the show

when birds soar high above
and mountains dress themselves in beguiling mist
and the lake takes on an inner glow

Time stands still
when we are in the moment
when we let the joy in.





Be still

Be still

I am winter

See my intricate designs

Know that my blanket of snow
prepares spring flowers in secret

Breathe in my pure spaciousness

Accept the moment
in whatever form it takes

I am winter
Do not wish me away...
I have my role to play!






What is love?

How do I love?

Do I love expecting something in return?
Do I measure and bargain?

What is love?
True love is a universal energy which knows no boundaries.

So may I love a stone, a shell, a blade of grass,
a sunbeam and a snowflake
or the tiniest of flowers as much as the tallest of trees.

Love is for my fellow humans
And this is the most difficult one of all
As we come with our desires and expectations...

How is love expressed?
By giving someone our full attention
By recognizing their worthiness
By simple gestures
Giving a smile
or a helping hand when it is most needed.
By looking them in the eyes when they talk.
By being totally present when we are with someone.
By being here
Being
Here

The gift of love
Every day of the year.




Colour me orange

Seville oranges
well washed
still glistening with water drops

Cooked until tender
Fragrant citrus smells in the kitchen
Cut to reveal their gorgeousness

Taking time
to admire texture and patterns

Remove the pulp and pips
cut the soft rind into chunky pieces

Ladle the cooked marmalade into jars

My favourite breakfast
on my favourite plate.

The simplest things in life take on a whole new meaning
when we do them with awareness.