Day 63: Thursday, October 1, 2009
After studies, the children and Dan walked to a local vineyard and helped harvest the grapes for about three hours. Although that is something that I would normally do in a heartbeat, my overwhelming inclination was to just stay home and enjoy the darkness of my room for a little while. When they returned, I went for a walk by myself. I found a little path and simply enjoyed every view that each subsequent step afforded me. Tuscany is blissfully beautiful. There are so many different kinds of foliage that I have never seen before and wildflowers whose bonny faces I do not yet know. I walked the same path several times, trying to decide which vantage point was best, but it was all to no avail. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and I beheld, and beheld, and beheld. I was envious of those who live here, those who live in peace, serenity, solitude, and who are steeped in beauty. What a gift. What a grace. What a God-send. I shall be grateful for the time that is mine.
Your journies continue to enthrall me… I’m so glad you had time with Kiron in Rome, met some lovely nuns and a stranger and now have some peace and quiet.
Missing you,
Tracey
I want to go take a nap there, tough life…