Nope. I’m not in Tuscany or Provence. I’m not twirling in an open field in the Alps, arms spread wide as I sing “The hills are alive. . .” I’m not surrounded by a sea of color in an open air market. I’m not even watching dolphins frolic in the surf of a blue sea spread before me – even though I could be. I’m in my own backyard.
We travel for the experience. We travel to discover new beauty in places we never imagined it existed. But taking a trip isn’t always feasible. So instead of setting off in the car or jet setting, we settle down in our own backyard and experience it with different eyes – traveler’s eyes. There is as much beauty contained in one branch on my fig tree as a field of lavender across the sea. I just need to choose to open my eyes anew. Seen anything with fresh eyes lately?
“. . . for I have learned in whatever situation I am to be content.” Philippians 4:11
5 responses to “Out the door, down the steps and. . . I’m not in Tuscany”
Thanks for this great reminder! I will remember to put on “fresh eyes today” and enjoy my surroundings. Great photos!
By God’s grace, you are cultivating godliness. A lovely entry.
Delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart. Ps. 37:4
If you have a serious travel bug and the resources to address it, plan a trip and GO! And take your baby and hubby with you. Could be to another county or another country. But go.
That’s the trick! To find contentment where you are now! I think your photos are beautiful! You did a great job capturing the romance, the precious, and the escape in your own backyard. PERFECT.
I’ve gotta say though, I really wouldn’t mind twirling in the Alps right about now. What do you do when you’ve got a SERIOUS travel bug?