The Best of Times

I was reflecting on a blog that you posted a bit ago with a picture... and I took one look at it and said to myself, "That's our apartment in Aix-en-Provence!" Was I right?? I loved that little apartment, we had such a good time. Except for the part where I broke out in a sun poisoning rash. But, I think I remember that the French Doc was really cute. Was I imagining that? :-)

Anyways, this is my reflection on that reflection. Do you remember this place?

I'm on my own this weekend, which is such a treat. John is on a motorcycle trip to Death Valley and is even out of cell phone range. So, it's just me and the Lu Lu Girl. And, not only that, but I scheduled myself out today, and thus started a three day weekend today.

I feel like I'm on an Ali Vacation, getting back to basics and shedding some of realities that weigh on me. I feel lighter and more able to examine what in the hell makes Ali, Ali. And that's a good question. What does make Ali, Ali?

Let's start with Lakes and Mountains. Beauty in nature. Greens and browns. Flowers. Sun. Sounds.

I was walking with Lucy at Redwood a few days ago, and at dusk, there was (and still is) a huge family of bull frogs in the trees (or some kind of frog). They made those deep croaking and chirping sounds in harmony. It was really amazing. I love that sound. Who knew there would be a crap load of frogs in the trees?

Hope you're having a great Friday night, Beannie. Love, ali