A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery (The Little Prince)
The lovely island of Taboga in the Gulf of Panama is nicknamed “The Island of Flowers” due to its variety of vines, bushes, and trees – my favorite being the bright red veranera (bougainvillea). The charming little houses with colorful doors are nothing short of breathtaking as well.
Photograph taken a few months ago – fell in love with the peach colored wall, azure accents, and the old wooden door. Also, I’ve made it my daily intention to find something beautiful (I swear it gets easier every time). Feeling very poetic lately thanks to time with nature, books, poetry, and songs from the 70s and 80s. (Take on Me, Summer of ’69, Tarzan Boy, You’re So Vain, Jessie’s Girl, Sweet Caroline, Uptown Girl, Africa, and anything from Fleetwood Mac is on the playlist).
Also, just ordered “Things I Would Like to do With You”, a book on poetry and love by Elephant Journal founder Waylon Lewis. Anyone read it? Cannot wait to devour it. Is there a greater joy in life than to open a new, long awaited book you know you’re going to love? It’s the little things…