it was a surprise, i'd heard about a gorgeous church on the campus of stanford, and here just outside are sculptures made from casts of rodin. the arts center at stanford university has the largest collection of rodin outside of paris... the gorgeous sunshine is the sweetest work of art as well.
trying to remember, is this lombard street, or is it a lovely corner on stanford university's campus... don't remember. being in california, the look of it, reminds me so much of the look of southern spain. not necessarily the architecture, but the bright blue sky, the warmness in the air, pretty colours and flowers all around...
as the time passes and i get settled in, i'll try and share some more insights about this special place...
'san francisco itself is art, above all literary art. every block is a short story, every hill a novel. every home a poem...' ~william saroyan
i look so forward to connecting with you all again. i'll be peeping in to see what you are up to.
bisous!




could be running free was heartbreaking. because the mind is a funny thing, at least mine is, i connected this thought and i shared the memory of when i was a little girl in second grade. we had a little puppy that got sick and for some reason it was taken away. i think i was too young to remember the details. i went to school the next day and put my head down on the desk and cried. mr. debellous could not stop me from crying. he called my mom, and she came to talk to me. i remember standing there in the hallway, outside the classroom as she explained to me what had happened and somehow i understood that the puppy was going to be alright. my heart lifted and i could smile again. i wonder what she said, i don't really remember. but for some strange reason i keep my distance from all animals. i think somewhere in my little heart i'm afraid to fall in love with them again, as they may be taken away.
