Woke to heavy fog this morning. The amount of daylight is limited at this time of year here. It seems that the sun doesn't battle its way through the clouds (if it wins the fight) until around 10 a.m. and it is dark by 5 p.m.. Therefore, this is the perfect place to ease into one's day.
Sarah and I saw fields of flowers last week when we went to the art supply store in St. Malo. We have been waiting for the sun to come out to go back and get some photos of those fields... no luck in that department yet. When we had sun a few days ago, we raced to enjoy Dinan in the sunshine and take reference photographs of the town rather than go out into the fields of flowers. I do hope that the fog breaks with bright sun today.
Although I have several friends, and likely, family members who enjoy a rainy day above all others, I am my father's daughter and much prefer the bright sunshine. My father would have been 90 years old today. He was stationed in Panama during WWII where he learned to speak Spanish. As a result of that experience, he always wanted to visit Spain and planned to do so when he retired. Unfortunately, Dad died 29 years ago and never made it to Spain. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of my father. So, although I am not in Spain, most of my travels have been dedicated to my Dad and I remember him most keenly when I am far from my home. I like to think that he looks out for me now even as he looked out for me while he still walked this earth. So,the dessert that I am sure to have today is for you, Dad. Happy Birthday, your memory is a blessing!
Sharing a photo of Dinan taken from the Ramparts and in the distance through the atmosphere.
And one more thing... James Cullum wrote a terrific article about me for the Lorton Patch. To read the article go to: