Friday, 14 September 2012

Postcard from Les Landes

Golden fields and purple heather,

Sun-dappled ferns of acid green.


Sandy paths through scented pines,






A cicada's song and salty skin.

Cool waters, crashing waves,






Hot sand and long days.





Languid lakes and sluggish streams,




A summer breeze and turquoise sea.





A birthday smile, a summer sun,





A festive flag, gold medals won.




Summer hues and summer scents,






Open window, surf boards for rent.








A catalogue of sunlit days,








Of fun with friends and summer haze.






The quiet of an afternoon, of candlelight and silver moon.










A full glass, an empty head,

Family meals and things unsaid.





A time to laugh, a time to sigh,

At memories of days gone by.






Long shadows and a setting sun

on a time where Time no longer grips.







.
When hours and minutes simply drift,








like clouds through skies to far away...

....The essence of a holiday.





8 comments:

The bike shed said...

Looks as though you had a fabulous time. We gave up on UK this summer; packed up from Wales and went to France - six weeks home and I can still feel the warmth and smell the blossom.

Linda said...

Mmm, wonderful France! We visited this area for the first time a couple of years ago, and were entranced. I see from your profile that you also like 'Le Noeud de Viperes' - those pine forests!

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family Affairs said...

Sounds and looks completely perfect! Lx

Nutty Gnome said...

Wonderful words and gorgeous photos...you brought some lovely French holiday memories back for me! :-)

I'm loving your new header photo and dingly dell looks great - pity it was too wet for anything to grow successfully this summer :-/

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Procrastinator extraodinaire said...

What a delight, I miss France and ironically since we moved thete and returned again, we only visit for skiing:( I miss the warmth of summer there so badly . As a previous poster has commented Wales is so very wet. C'est la vie. Xx

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