Out the door, down the steps and. . . I’m not in Tuscany

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 thoughts on “Out the door, down the steps and. . . I’m not in Tuscany

  1. 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?

  2. Thanks for this great reminder! I will remember to put on “fresh eyes today” and enjoy my surroundings. Great photos!

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