I'm a big sky kind of gal, and sometimes the sky just isn't big enough to suit me. In Saint Jean de Luz, with the ocean vast beside us, it usually is. And when we went hiking on the Spanish coast with Julien's mother a couple of weeks ago, it was heart-swelling huge, so big I often had to stop and soak it in, to try to expand into it.


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Some tears, some rain.

Yesterday, I drove 2 hours to rendezvous with my mother-in-law.  We picnicked together, at a parking lot just after a toll booth--there were no tables, so we had to sit on the tiled flooring...surrounding the public toilets--and after we ate, we each drove back our separate ways. Only the Sprout was no longer in my car; she ( Read more... )