Saturday, February 19, 2011

Wood Paneling Baby Room



Here.
Brittany is full of surprises. You never know in advance you reserve it. Sometimes, the certainty of a gray day, with a low ceiling, an insidious drizzle, a tremor of your skin as you would like to stay snuggled under the duvet. And
.
And you can feel the smell of coffee and the toast, or even the laughter of a child, and even cries.
A bit forced, smell, hunger, desire to laugh too, you know that the day began well before the sun has risen.
The shutters are down, the sky still silent, you still do not know, it only remains for you to hope. You expect nothing, because you know. You know you can not change anything.
Brittany is not a country monotonous, no, that you can be sure.
Like when at a bend in the countryside and you discover a blue horizon, the ocean.
The landscape of the time plays with you every moment.
This morning, you're wearing a windbreaker, this afternoon sunglasses, tonight a duffle coat. Do not ask me what will be the moment comes, I do not know.
That is also why I do not know what color are your eyes. Green or blue? it depends on the sky, depending on the sun.
in doubt, take it all. You who come here. I hope you never have trod this ground or the air smelled Breton. Because I envy you. I'll almost jealous of all these discoveries that you do.
Open your eyes. That's my only reference.
Make yourself humble, here it is not you the king.
Let you take.
Look. A thousand times I
come to the same place, a thousand times it's a different landscape. One cloud is enough to fill a united sky, a gust of wind is enough to move the leaves of a tree, a bird is enough to tell you that spring is in a short time.
Here is Brittany.
Wherever you go in the world, you will find a bit of that heaven, some of this land. While there, already, the desert sand, tropical green.
It's like a gift, sent to look further, otherwise, here or there.
But still, I feel at home .
Here.




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