A Peak in Provence: Part 3

 

Friday, June 22, 2012

After breakfast I hike the roads overlooking the village, thanking God for Zumba as I make my way up steep, windy hills.  As usual the vistas are both breath-taking and quaint, like a Cezanne painting. 

I move along and feel a funny contentment.  No doubt some of it comes from being unshackled from the washing machine and dirty dishes.  But its also the air, the food, the sun.  I think of the people back home who would love this trip and know Im lucky.
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