25 thoughts on “Just Sit And Stare

    • I don’t know if it’s melancholy. Though, perhaps, it is somewhat. I sent you an email with other info. But truly, I like the idea of sitting before something beautiful and having the freedom to be still and appreciate.

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  1. I can remember many years ago I would escape and walk in the mountains alone for hours. Occasionally I get to pass those mountains once more and I love to look at them and realise my life has got a whole lot better. Those mountains were my friends at the time, and made me feel free for awhile. Now when I pass them I see their beauty and I relish real freedom. I loved this post for reminding me of that memory.

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  2. I love this reflection, Colleen. I SOOOOOO hope you will start a series of greeting cards. I think they would sell! These little drawings are delightful.

    By the way, on my post today, I left out one thing out that will interest you and David–namely that all along the Tomebamba River, which I write about, there is a lovely bike trail.

    Hugs from Ecuador,
    Kathy

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    • Thank you so much Kathy. I am so behind today and yesterday’s blogs. I will send you an email why. I would love to be on that lovely bike trail with David, and you and Sara. πŸ™‚ It truly sounds wonderful. Hugs returned! colleen

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    • Isn’t there though? Sometimes I see things (like the waterfalls on my last trip) and just want to sit for hours and stare. That’s it. Just sit and stare, hearing it, being there. And sometimes I want to sit and think and think and think, remembering. And feeling good about those things I remember.

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