"All Good Things Are Wild And Free"
Living in Paris, it's easy to forget about the wildness, the freedom that exist in the world. Or perhaps not to forget, but to misplace the feeling. Here there are so many rules, so many obligations, so many fences.
But every once and a while, someone or something breaks through and shows you that the spirit is still there, though reigned in by the limits of living in the city.
I wish I could have trusted and let go long enough to allow Lucy to join them. Even so, it was worth watching, just to see pure joy running by my window, along the narrow strip of grass, in the middle of this crazy ville.
*Title by Henry David Thoreau, US Trancendentalist Author (1817-1862).
4 Comments:
You can feel the joy in this picture.
Awww, so true. That made me smile.
Cute Puppies! Ya, we just don't know whether we could let Fredo go or not..Goofy would come back, not sure about Fredo.
For a minute I thought that was Lucy in the photo(with her summer haircut)...She'd love our backyard-- an acre of open space. And, you'd love the beautiful sunsets we get all seasons of the year. (Something else that's hard to find in the city.) For the moment, enjoy Paris for me....I'd love to be there now. auntie v.
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