Old Stones of Provence

It is Mosaic Monday once again. Boy, do the weeks go by quickly! Please join Mary at Her Little Red House to see more lovely mosaics.

Pathways

I guess you are getting tired of postings about France. I have a years worth of photos I could post but will stop soon. Around every corner of the hill villages of Provence there are paths to take and roads to follow. I will never stop being enchanted by the possibilities that are promised by these unknown roads not traveled. They can't possibly all be followed, but they are there and I guess that has to be enough...

Colors of the Earth

Roussillon is one of my favorite of the French cities I visited. The colors of the earth were amazing. Sometimes it felt almost as beautiful as southern Utah :o)

Mary at Little Red House is hosting Mosaic Monday once again. Check it out.

Joy

 "A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you've forgotten the words."

             

 This is Joy. She and I have been friends for a long time.  We like to travel together. We get up at the same time, we like to eat a lot and are always hungry at the same time, and it doesn't take either one of us very long to get ready in the morning. She is my travel companion of choice. She pushes me just a bit to get out of my comfort zone and makes me see things I might be to lazy to make the effort for. I really love her for that. And I just plain love her. She is a woman who knows the song in my heart. And she often sings it back to me.