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After the rain...

Writer's picture: moon flowermoon flower

(And before the next shower!)


porte de l atelier ouverte sur le jardin

A nice ray of sun bathes the workshop at the end of the afternoon and I had never seen the patchouli growing near my door so bright and fleshy... All this water makes nature vibrate (Have you seen the leaves of the flame trees this year? Pure beauty) and the garden becomes more than ever a tropical jungle! (The grass is almost starting to tickle under my arms ๐Ÿ˜„)

Absolute gratitude to live in the dream I had as a kid from the mountains lulled by pirate stories: a garden-island crossed by a river... It was my idea of paradise at the time, and treasures are at hand every day today if I know how to see them... Well, I admit, in my childhood dreams there were also monkeys, tigers, parrots and hummingbirds... Here it's rather 2 not so ferocious felines, the regular visit of the flying foxes who chat in the big kapoks, a few couples of permanent residents notous doves who thraw on us palm seeds, blue butterflies, the big lizards who have taken up residence on the mezzanine of the workshop, a stubborn and naughty pony, a horse with a magician's name... It's an extraordinary garden, "un jardin extraordinaire" as sang by Trenet ๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ’š

Thank you to my Bรฉa, landlord and guardian of these place for bringing your dream to life at the time, I measure more and more each day the chance of being able to live and work on your land...










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