Thursday, April 4

Gorges Du Verdon

we climbed high.
tracing fingers along celtic walls,
so far that the mountain mist kissed our eyelashes.
huddling with bread and fruit in a cave.
listening to little drops fall.
 down our cheeks, down the mountain.
As if they had been falling for centuries.


  1. I just don't know if I shell write you in French or English, neither of them is my mother language but I hope you'll understand what I am trying to say: tes photographies sont justement magnifique et je les adore!
    Merci for sharing them with us :)

  2. oh thank you so much :)

  3. My heart sank when I saw your red rain coat, the one you said you'd get; it sank it the happiest way possible.
    i love you

  4. love this out of nowhere places you`ve been to

  5. So happy I stumbled upon your little blog! I love your writing and photos! Thank you for the inspiration! x