A Little Light Magic . . .

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As you may have gathered, this is the summer of running. Running, but trying to find a few peaceful moments even so. I know many of you are having busy summers also, it is not always easy to find time for blogging, but sooner or later we return inevitably to the blogs, this rich ecosystem of friendship and creativity. I really can't tell you how much all your comments and company mean to me. I hope soon to be back to coming 'round regularly to visit your sites where over the past two years I've been finding so much vitality and sustenance. In the meanwhile, I'm off to work now, after a short week away. Gotta run. . . But will leave you with another shot of Mont St Michel from the other evening, on the day I drove out to Brittany a week ago. Yesterday I came back home from Brittany, and again stopped at Mont St Michel; this time in the afternoon, to go in and visit the island, which I haven't done since about 25 years ago. More on that soon.
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Reflecting on Reflections . . .

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It's funny how things stick in one's mind. Since discovering James' Reflections Weekends, I've consciously and unconsciously started noticing far more reflections than I ever did before, and thinking that this or that one would be perfect for a Reflections Weekend entry. So while driving out to Brittany on Friday, and having been tempted to make a small detour to see one of my favorite places in France along the way, le Mont Saint Michel, when the following reflections presented themselves in a small tidal pool, Reflections Weekend came straight to mind and I snapped away, to share them with you here for whatever they are worth. I couldn't help thinking how lucky I am to live here in France, to have such sights nearby; a privilege in fact. And a privilege to have you who may be reading this out there in the blogosphere, sharing the light projected by the magic lantern, and casting your own reflections.
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