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How it feels to be this alive

My spouse, who I generally refer to as ‘The Husband with Two Brains’ or HB² lived in Grenoble throughout the 1980s and regularly used to say to himself when he looked out of the window of his house that he must never take the view for granted because one day he wouldn’t be there any more.  I feel exactly the same way.  I love this place, experience it as the most natural of alignments as though I was born to be here and having the mountains so close by to explore freely and at will has been the greatest of gifts.  One day this time will simply be a memory, as indeed will be every moment of this little life I lead, but surely the silver lining is that I had this time, that I was granted the rare delight of living here, and the opportunity to get out whenever I want to and explore the other-worldly delights that such a naturally stunning place affords free of any charge.

The picture was taken in les Alpes Belledonne last summer.  It was an eerily beautiful day …. by turn brightest bluest sky with flouncing little fluffs of low cloud and a sudden mantilla of mist lending an ethereal atmosphere to the sturdy peaks and an irridescent sheen to the water.  It was unforgettable, I hope … for who knows if I will always have the gift of easily bringing memories forwards.  Who knows how motheaten my mind may become and how many moments will simply be lost like so many fragile bubbles too delicate to do anything but pop and fragment into the ether of my psyche, that curious morass of matter weightily wedged in my skull.

I share the moment with you in response to the weekly challenge tagged ‘Out Of This World’the many laudable entries to the gallery found here

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PS:  The title is from The Cure’s song ‘Out Of This World’ which instantly popped into my still vaguely functioning brain when I saw the challenge.  I can only hope that I will always remember how it feels to be this alive because I know that I am prosperous indeed.  I chose the clip simply because it was shot in Nyon which is not far from here just over the border in Switzerland on Lac Genève.

My first husband went to see The Cure in Amsterdam in the same era as HB² was living in Grenoble first time round.  He secured himself a fine viewpoint in front of everyone but regrettably failed to realise that he was standing precisely on the spot where the safety barriers would rise out of the floor as the show began.  As Robert Smith, wax faced and angsty with his extra-long pullover sleeves all ready to flop foppishly at his thighs as he performed, took to the mic, the aforementioned husband that would be for a while, was raised almost messianic in front of him …. I believe the stunned expression on the artist’s face was worthy of one witnessing something quite out of this world …..

When we look back at it all as I know we will
You and me, wide eyed
I wonder…
Will we really remember how it feels to be this alive?

And I know we have to go
I realize we only get to stay so long
Always have to go back to real lives
Where we belong
Where we belong
Where we belong

When we think back to all this and I’m sure we will
Me and you, here and now
Will we forget the way it really is
Why it feels like this and how?

And we always have to go I realize
We always have to say goodbye
Always have to go back to real lives

But real lives are the reason why
We want to live another life
We want to feel another time
Another time…

Yeah another time

To feel another time…

When we look back at it all as I know we will
You and me, wide eyed
I wonder…
Will we really remember how it feels to be this alive?

And I know we have to go
I realize we always have to turn away
Always have to go back to real lives

But real lives are why we stay
For another dream
Another day
For another world
Another way
For another way…

One last time before it’s over
One last time before the end
One last time before it’s time to go again…

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  1. I love The Cure. To me they are always so poignant that I don’t listen to some of their songs anymore unless I am in the mood for a good cry–

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    February 28, 2018
    • Yes, they certainly have that effect …. straight to the angst of the soul! I’m glad you are a fellow fan of theirs 🙂

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      February 28, 2018
      • Oh, I’m gothy as can be, although I hardly look it sometimes. A former partner and I used to be goth djs at a local radio station and always ended with a certain Cure song that I still have not listened to since we stopped that maybe 15+ years ago. I’m that kind of goth!

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        February 28, 2018
      • Kindred sister …. my heart is with yours 🙂

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        February 28, 2018
      • Yay! I mean, in a mopey deep way…ahahaha!

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        February 28, 2018
      • Just cast your eyes down and ensure your heart is good and leaden when you make such proclamations, please 😉

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        February 28, 2018
      • That makes me laugh, which is also goth, really.

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        February 28, 2018
      • Mais bien sûr 😉

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        February 28, 2018
  2. Wow. What a beautiful thoight of such a beautiful plsce that you will always have found memories of my dear fruend. Kepp this place in you mind always if you are there or not. Luv Gary

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    February 28, 2018
    • Thank you Gary …. I intend to keep it tucked safe in my heart and I hope I will always be able to see it in my mind when I close my eyes and remember! Love to you x

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      February 28, 2018
  3. Beautiful photo and I really love your nickname for your husband 😃👍

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    February 28, 2018
    • Thank you so much Alixa – it is kind of you to stop by and comment and I am pleased you like my name for my husband …. it amuses me 😀

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      February 28, 2018
  4. Grenoble is breathtaking. I can see why you treasure your time there. The Cure I liked for the first few then got sick of the angst. I have enough of my own. Don’t want to listen to anybody else’s.

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    February 28, 2018
    • The Cure are part of my tapestry, I guess. Like The Smiths, I like a peppering rather than a full plateful. I really have been fortunate to live in this City – it’s rather under my skin 🙂

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      February 28, 2018
      • How much longer do you have there? Are we talking years or months?

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        February 28, 2018
      • Weeks.

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        February 28, 2018
      • Blimey! Then where?

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        February 28, 2018
      • TBC the destination

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        February 28, 2018
      • Let us know when you get there?

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        February 28, 2018
      • I’ll be shouting it but I’m a little chary of making statements here until it’s done 🙂

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        February 28, 2018
      • Don’t blame you. A single magpie flew past as we drove Finbar down to his op. My stomach has been in knots ever since. Best not tempt Providence—vindictive bugger 🙂

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        March 1, 2018
      • Damn magpies. I hope all turned out well (have been on the road for a few days hence the tardy reply)

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        March 5, 2018
      • The op went fine. The downside is that he has to wear a lampshade until the stitches come out. Shortly after we got him home, I realised that he had no problem at all reaching his tail even with the cone on (combination of reptile like backbone and very long nose) So we had to get a larger cone. It’s enormous and he can barely get through doors with it on. Since he sleeps on my feet all day when he’s not out doing more interesting things than licking stitches, I only make him wear it during the day since he’s under close surveillance. A quick kick if he even looks at his back end and he pretends nothing was further from his thoughts…

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        March 5, 2018
      • I wish I could draw that picture …. 😊

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        March 6, 2018
      • I should take a photo…

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        March 6, 2018
      • You must. I insist!

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        March 6, 2018
      • I’ll see what I can do.

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        March 6, 2018
      • 😊

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        March 6, 2018
  5. Great essay and equally terrific photos – thanks for sharing!

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    February 28, 2018
    • I’m of the myopic point and shoot school of photography which means it is purely accidental if a shot turns out as I want it to! Glad you enjoyed the words – it’s just the way I feel and I’m pretty fortunate to be able to feel the way I do 🙂

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      February 28, 2018
  6. Beautiful photos of a beautiful place, and your description is doing it full justice, dear Osyth. I think I can relate to your feeling about the privilege of being there, as I feel the same way about the ocean. Cute story about your ex providing an outwordly moment for Cure!

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    February 28, 2018
    • My ex is a great racanteur so would do his own story far greater justice than I but it that story has always made me smile. We are the fortunate ones to live in places we love …. I had a conversation with another blogger the other day who said he loves the mountains but his heart is with the ocean – I’m the opposite, I adore the sea but my heart is in the moutains.

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      February 28, 2018
      • I also love the mountains; hiked all over Crimea and Caucasus in my youth, but I can’t live without the sea – that’s Odessa blood in my husband and me, and my son as well, even though he was six when we left Odessa.

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        March 1, 2018
      • I come from a long line of Naval men (and women …. my Aunt was in the Women’s Royal Navy in WW2 and was amongst the first women to go to sea during wartime and my cousin was in the Australian Navy) so the sea is certainly in the blood but it was my father (a Naval Officer) who saw to it that I became wed to the mountains. Nature vs Nurture is surely the most interesting of debates 🙂

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        March 1, 2018
      • How fascinating! I had no idea there was a Women’s Royal Navy. You certainly come from illustrious ancestry on all sides.dear friend. As to us, I don’t think we had much choice, growing up in Odessa where life has always revolved around the sea. Nature and Nurture have worked hand in hand in this case. 😻

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        March 1, 2018
      • Very much so – they are called WRENS which I always think is delightfully feminine 😊

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        March 5, 2018
      • I’ve heard of WRENS but thought that it was just another Navy division. Amazing, and thank you for enlightening me!

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        March 5, 2018
      • My pleasure 🙂

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        March 5, 2018
  7. I hope you will always remember memories like this …
    Very funny what happened to your husband at the concert 🙂 🙂
    Have a good night !!

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    February 28, 2018
    • You too! So glad you enjoyed that little anecdote – it always makes me smile 🙂

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      February 28, 2018
  8. I’m holding simultaneously in my head right now, that beautiful, ethereal image of an alpine lake and an imagined video of a man rising on crowd control barriers at a Cure gig — with soundtrack of course. It’s the most perfect little movie.

    I’m trying not to take memory for granted, having watched my mother in law succumb to dementia, which is now taking the Big T’s father from us too.

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    February 28, 2018
    • I am so sorry you have such tragic personal experience of dementia … It is such a cruel disease. But I am glad I have given you a little interlude that forms a movie in your mind. Job done – I am content 🙂

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      February 28, 2018
      • Thank you. You also reminded me that I used to dream in “movie” — complete with zooms, fades, close-ups and a soundtrack. I’m not sure I do anymore 😦

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        March 2, 2018
      • I hope you may find that ability again … it is precious 🙂

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        March 2, 2018
      • 🙏

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        March 3, 2018
  9. Your heart is in the mountains you say – Canada calls 🙂

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    February 28, 2018
    • Be sure Canada is going to get me in the next twelve months … hopefully this is a good promise not a perceived threat!!!

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      February 28, 2018
  10. The post began on such an elegant note of acknowledgement, of the ephemeral beauty you have been blessed with, the transient nature of being human, and then just as effortlessly you made me laugh out loud — with the concluding image of your first husband popping up in Smith’s face.
    The song you shared echoed a line of thought that occurs to me in moments of quiet reflection often: ‘Will we really remember how it feels to be this alive?’ xx

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    February 28, 2018
    • I couldn’t resist including that moment … all these years later it still makes me laugh royally. I think that if we lose sight of the ‘transient nature of being human’ we are lost entirely. We are so fortunate to be this alive but it is easy to lose sight of it and the march of time and people beginning to succumb to the moths in the mind bring it home just how precious this little life is xx

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      February 28, 2018
      • Ah, your words! 🙂 Btw I did pick up Siddhartha yesterday and cannot wait to get started, but after finishing Brave New World which is making me gasp at the genius and foresight of Huxley. xx

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        February 28, 2018
      • Oh hurrah – I hope you really enjoy it. Huxley was a visionary – you remind me to read Brave New World again. Xx

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        February 28, 2018
  11. Fiona that photo is amazing. What a beautiful piece of the planet you reside in. Memory… yes, it is frightening to think about not having the ability to recall. I think that is part of the sadness of losing friends and family, they take our mutual memories with them.

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    February 28, 2018
    • Thank you Bernadette. It is very beautiful here. I try to never lose sight of that fact. You are so right about the loss of friends and family being loss of part of our memory bank … I lost two friends in quick succession 2 weeks ago which was really the root cause of making this post. I think you have special powers, my friend – you got to the heart of the matter 😊

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      February 28, 2018
  12. I can see why Grenoble holds sway over you. The view is sensational. Brilliant story about your ex rising before The Cure. Why hasn’t anyone added something like this to a movie?

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    February 28, 2018
  13. I’ve seen beautiful memories resurrected from the minds of those living with dementia so I have no fear that somewhere, deep inside, I will always have precious moments to savour. I’m sure we all will, no matter what it appears to those looking on!

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    February 28, 2018
    • I hope you are right – being unerringly positive I must concur that you are 🙂

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      February 28, 2018
      • I’ve seen all sorts of indications that lead me to believe that fond memories remain. Musical, visual, animals, audible, touch, weather, smells, and laughter. Believe!

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        February 28, 2018
      • I do, I promise 😊

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        March 1, 2018
  14. My heart sits twixt sea and mountains. No grain weights the balance.
    Trev’ s too, for wildly different but equally valid reasons.

    And as to Huxley’s prescience?

    Je sais pas, but are you snowsnowed in?

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    February 28, 2018
    • Oh the mountains have me every time but the sea is always a welcome sojourn. As to the snow? Irony of ironies not a single flocon in the city (plenty all around of course) …. tomorrow I am off to Marcolès where I know they have had dumps so we may or may not have a treacherous journey through the Ardèche, the Haute Loire and les monts du Cantal. After that … not sure where we’ll head – I’m trying to stay dry at least!!

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      February 28, 2018
    • Tis the plan ….

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      February 28, 2018
  15. What a beautiful picture! It looks like something from a dream or a fairy tale (with no ogres lurking nearby).

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    February 28, 2018
    • The Bean adores it up there – I think it must be the thinner air – she bounds around like a thing possessed. It’s enormously clarifying for the spirit 🙂

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      February 28, 2018
  16. A stunning photo and you are so right in that we should try our best to remember such views. I had to smile about your ex husband standing in the wrong place at the Cure concert 😊

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    February 28, 2018
    • I have loved that story for so long and it was great to be able to share it reasonably in vague context! Living next to the Alps has been a privilege and I try (don’t always succeed) to remember that every day I am fortunate to be here …

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      March 1, 2018
  17. Indeed, as my French visa comes closer and closer to being caduc, I find myself thinking more and more about how I should be focussing on the joy of having lived here for a while, rather than the heartbreak of having to leave… A good reminder. Thanks!

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    March 1, 2018
    • Oh no …. I didn’t realise you were close to the close as it were. It is tough, it makes the heart heavy and one absolutely has to consciously adjust the headset to milk the moments of joy and happiness to the max. Enjoy yours!

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      March 1, 2018
  18. so many emotions….. appreciation….admiration….. exhilaration….. jubilation…..irony…. second chances….. anticipation…. memories…. future…. love ❤

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    March 1, 2018
    • Thank you …. that pretty much sums it up, dear and lovely friend 😊 ❤️

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      March 1, 2018
  19. I think we take little pieces of memorable views and places with us, and probably leave little bits of of ourselves behind too. The trick is being able to call them up at will. You have certainly captured a very alive moment in an exceptional place. 🙂 BTW, great clip but I can’t imagine the Cure in staid Nyon…unless at the Paleo festival?

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    March 1, 2018
    • Heaven knows what they were doing in Nyon (which I know well …. I was arm candy for a Millionaire who keeps a house there for a while a few years ago) but the clip firmly says that is where they were …. there is a big festival in Juan les Pins every year which most of the year is as stuffy as heck so maybe something similar? You are right about carrying the important things forward and leaving a little patch of us in the atmosphere we have left. Pretty cool!!

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      March 1, 2018
  20. Sounds like you are in a total state of mindfulness here Osyth. Living our lives moment by moment, truly makes us grateful for what we have. Beautiful photo too, it’s very soothing. A place I would love to be lost in! Xx

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    March 1, 2018
  21. Beautifully written.

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    March 1, 2018
  22. The moment is the thing – remembering it after is the challenge! 🙂 That’s why I love photos, cause my remembering is not so good.
    Your words always evoke strong pictures in my mind, so I am sure if you read back your blog posts you will get that little jab in the grey matter, and BINGO, out rolls the video.

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    March 1, 2018
  23. Thank you for including a larger version of the photo, which is stunning.
    Too bad there wasn’t a clip of the Cure in Amsterdam with FirstEx rising from the ground. Tee hee!
    Your words about appreciating the moment are welcome on a rainy gray day. There’s not only the beauty of the world, but also the beauty of those in it.

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    March 1, 2018
    • Thank you. It is SUCH a shame there is a clip of that moment …. mind you the imagination perhaps enhances it a little! I’m glad you enjoyed the words …. it is easy to forget for a moment for myriad reasons but you are so right – it is a wonderful world and not simply because of nature but because of humankind too :).

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      March 5, 2018
  24. A beautiful picture so well described.

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    March 1, 2018
  25. Lovely words to go with a beautiful photo. Sorry, but I’ve never been a fan of the Cure, apart from the one obvious song. I really tried with the video, but to my cloth ears it was just a dirge that didn’t chime with your words. Maybe I need educating? xx

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    March 1, 2018
    • I don’t believe there is any such thing as educating in taste – one should be free to feel what one does and that is that. I am a fan of The Cure but I can only take small doses to be entirely fair. The reason for using it was because it came instantly to mind when I saw the prompt and it was a marvelous opportunity to tell the story of my unfortunate ex in Amsterdam 😂 xx

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      March 5, 2018
      • If I’m honest, that was said slightly tongue in cheek. It would be boring if we all liked the same things anyway. As you say, good story 😊 xx

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        March 5, 2018
  26. You have captured a stunning moment in time with your camera. It will forever in your camera of memories.
    Wishing you many blessings for the next stage of your journey. 🌼🌼🌼

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    March 1, 2018
    • I’m not done here yet but I will take the blessings when the time comes … thank you Brigid 😊

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      March 5, 2018
  27. I wouldn’t know The Cure if they hit me in the face, which it sounds as if your first husband almost did…I get very attached to places and so when I leave I try to keep the memory of how they were fresh. It does fade over the years, though, and I’m a believer in not going back, since it might be disappointing for so many reasons.

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    March 1, 2018
    • I am so so with you on the not going back. I made the mistake of detouring through Pangbourne on a trip to England a couple of years ago …. it jarred which was sad. The Rance Family are having a reunion in Streatley to celebrate what would have been Patrick’s 100th birthday this month. I have other commitments and can’t go and it must be said I am a tiny bit relieved though of course sad not to see everyone.

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      March 5, 2018
      • I went back to Pangbourne three years ago after a gap of more than 20. It was a huge mistake. The place has changed a lot – loads of gated executive developments – and it now feels like a suburb of Reading. It was still quite rural when I lived there. I’m sure cheese will be eaten at the Rance reunion!

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        March 5, 2018
      • Exactly. I shan’t go again. I shall be eating cheese in honour of the day … it would be frightfully rude not to!

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        March 5, 2018
  28. Wonderful pics and a beautiful song Osyth!!!

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    March 1, 2018
    • I’m so glad you enjoyed it … I love the place and I love the song 💕

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      March 2, 2018
  29. Ali #

    Whilst my surroundings are far less impressive and dramatic, I share your sentiments, that we must be conscious of where and how we are living right now, because it could all change in a breath.
    I love your Cure story too.

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    March 1, 2018
    • Ali, I do enjoy your comments. I’m in a pretty lovely place just now but it isn’t forever … who knows where I’ll be next – but if it is dull I can call on memories to bolster me up which makes me very fortunate. I’m glad you enjoyed the story – it has always make me laugh and it felt right to leaven the post with a sprinkle of it 😊

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      March 2, 2018
  30. jdraymaine #

    Thanks for the inspiration. I so agree about moments in time, lost to the ages of a world ever spinning. Grasp with all your might and forever hold in the perfect vision in your mind.

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    March 1, 2018
    • Exactly, my friend … none of us know how long we have so might as well do the grasping and nurturing in the moment because if we don’t the moment is lost and there might not be another 🙂

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      March 2, 2018
  31. Such a beautiful place…love the song and The Cure. Very enjoyable post! 🙂

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    March 2, 2018
    • So glad you enjoyed The Cure – I love them though a surfeit can leave me a little limp and out of sorts. The place is magical … one of those places that just pierces my heart 😊

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      March 2, 2018
  32. The surface of the water looks like a portal to another world – so perfect for the prompt.

    You have such a joyful way with words and I feel myself uplifted when I read them, this post especially. It sounds like you’re about to start a new phase of life in a new place. I think you’ll be happy wherever you are Osyth. You have a knack for adaptation and finding beauty wherever you are.

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    March 2, 2018
    • It was tempting to dive in and see where it took me but some sort of prosaic sense overtook me damn-it! You pick up on the hint correctly … news when it is confirmed – all shall be well, it always is if you let it be 🙂

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      March 2, 2018
  33. Beautiful photo Osyth ….and i am pretty sure HB2 and you will forever treasure every single memory you have in that place…and yes it feels good to be simply alive and experience all that we experience at the moment…now its my turn to go to my balcony and check out the views i have missed so far…

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    March 2, 2018
    • We are fortunate and we have things we can treasure. In the end it’s that simple 🙂

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      March 2, 2018
  34. The beauty in your photo is indeed other-worldly. As for memories, I’d like to think that should the day come we fail to remember with our minds, surely we’ll still remember with our hearts. That’s my plan, anyway!

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    March 2, 2018
  35. A stunning keepsake Osyth, never to be forgot.

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    March 2, 2018
    • Thank you so much Sharon …. those days are to be bottled, for sure!

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      March 5, 2018
  36. Arby #

    A lovely post, as always, and a reminder to be thankful for what you have and savor every moment.

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    March 4, 2018
    • Thank you so much Arby … you are very kind. I don’t think we can ever overdo the carpe diem nudges 😊

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      March 6, 2018
  37. The ebb and flow of life. As we say goodbye, we also get the chance to say hello to what and who comes next in our life… It reminds me of a poem I wrote when I was feeling at a low point a few years ago. This poem came to me in the middle of the night and I’m sure it was the message I needed from ‘somewhere’, to make me shift… This was the last verse:

    “I’ll ensure each day of my life is a joy to remember,
    when I sit in my chair, looking back as I slumber,
    with a smile not a frown in my last September…”

    Pastures new my friend and lots to smile about! Somehow I don’t think your mind will ever stay still enough to allow moths to settle in!

    What a beautiful ethereal photograph. I see you stood there waiting for the mist to float away to reveal something new and even more magical!

    xxx

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    March 4, 2018
  38. I love The Cure. I spent many happy teenage days lying down on my bedroom floor listening to the Forest and All Cats are Grey through my enormous headphones. I too love my view and the beautiful countryside that surrounds me. I feel stupendously lucky and I’m happy to report that I feel more alive these days than I have for a long time. I’ve deleted all my posts, leaving only the photos. The blog did it’s work. Your support was stupendous. Thank you 🙂 ps your photo makes me want to jump in too, or perhaps float around for a few hours in a canoe 🙂

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    March 4, 2018
    • I am delighted to read this. So glad that you are feeling so much more buoyant and that the blue mist has lifted for you. I don’t think I did anything much – I’m just a do as you would be done by sort of girl at heart. Living in the right place is essential for the spirit – those of us who are fortunate to do so have riches indeed. That lake is pretty cold so I think the canoe might be the best option 😉 🛶

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      March 5, 2018
  39. Beautiful picture…I think you should make a “coffee table book” anyway that’s what I call them, of all the beautiful places you live, have lived and will go back to live…you take wonderful pictures that capture the beauty of nature…and yes you do live in some beautiful places…great song….xxkat

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    March 5, 2018
    • Thank you my friend. It would be lovely to make a book of some of my pictures and it is kind of you to think they are worthy. I love The Cure but I did learn early on not to binge on them because they tend to press the blue button in my head! Xx

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      March 5, 2018
  40. Breathtaking!

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    March 5, 2018
  41. Beautiful post reminding us to be grateful of every moment. Life really is to be savoured. Loved this.

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    March 6, 2018
    • Thank you so much Miriam …. I am grateful for all the lovely comments I have received for this gentle reminder … I am glad you are amongst them! Have a wonderful wonderful day xx

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      March 6, 2018
  42. Such a beautiful photograph, Osyth. I can only imagine your conflicted emotions at leaving this heavenly place and wondering if you will return. I try to look forward and imagine a future I could never have expected, full of surprise, joy and love. K x

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    March 6, 2018
    • I did feel very conflicted but I have had the benefit of my daughter staying with me for a month (she has been living in KL for nearly 5 years so it is the first significant time we have had together in a very long time and it was heavenly) … she listened to the moans and mopped the tears and quietly and sometimes firmly reminded me that I am a positive person and that I have always talked about our personal journeys being adventures. She left to go and stay with her father in Ireland yesterday and this morning I can honestly say I am fully in the frame of mind that I will enjoy every moment I have here and then close the door and move on towards my new adventure with a heart full of love and a mind full of memories. Fortunate I am, fortunate indeed xx

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      March 7, 2018
      • I am so glad you had such a soothing visit from your daughter (even if she is ugly…) I have no view out of my back yard. A deck and a fence backing onto a small reserve. There is, however, an abundance of delightful critters who adore my barren yard. Houston has to be one of the ugliest, flattest cities but then you look at a bayou or all the trees, hear the cicadas and watch the Mexican Free Tail Bats fly off to eat the mosquitoes. My Houstonian friends are the salt of the earth but are as warm as anyone on earth. The polluted sunset over downtown is really quite spectacular…LOL! K x

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        March 7, 2018
      • I love this comment ….. you have found the value in the way things are and that I think is the key! I’m very happy if there are critters in abundance … something I really miss here and my husband says they are all waiting for me over the water and will probably have a critter party when I return 💖 x

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        March 8, 2018
      • A critter party – yay! Most of them love apples, nuts and cheese; very civilized. 🐻

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        March 8, 2018
      • Hurrah … I have always got all those things in the pantry!

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        March 9, 2018
  43. I love reading your blog, Osyth. So honest and kinda gritty and connected and all those wonderful things. And the photos. And the songs. Ah how I love The Cure. I ‘rediscovered’ them recently. Some of the earliest records I bought were The Cure. Stay well. x

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    March 6, 2018
    • Naomi, thank you SO much – what a lovely comment to find this morning. The Cure are enduring favourites of mine though I have to curb the desire to listen to them for too long as they can make me slightly blue in excess! I am so glad you are enjoying my blog – it is what it is and not formed from following but rather from what feels right. Rather the way I prefer to live life, in fact! Have a lovely day and I look forward to interacting with you as we journey forwards x

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      March 7, 2018
  44. delightful text, lovely pix… ❤ @"Cure"… holy Molly, ça ne nous rajeunit pas, ma brave dame! 😀
    * * *
    @"My spouse…" – je préfère @ "mon mari"… 😉 btw, my hubby, whenever he talks about me, calls me "mon épouse", never "ma femme"… ❤ 🙂

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    March 7, 2018
    • It’s interesting the differences in how we refer to those we love. Spouse would be considered very old fashioned in English (so it was deliberate that I used the term) but I think the expression mon épouse is lovely on the ear. I actually always refer to him when speaking as ‘my husband’ and he calls me his wife. In matters if LOVE and partnering English is quite inflexible💖💖💖

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      March 7, 2018
  45. I saw you on my blog and wondered, why you have been so quiet lately. When I came here I saw this beautiful post and then noticed, that you had been fallen out of my reader. Why? No idea, it was not me doing it. WordPress seems to have a glitch now and then, because this is not the first time I find comments in my spambox, or miss peoples post, just to find out I don’t follow them anymore.

    I am glad I am back. I love this post, Grenoble is -as I know- stunningly beautiful.

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    March 8, 2018
    • I have had a few followers comment that I am not coming up in their reader. It seems as though if you unfollow and refollow that can rectify. Conversely I am needing to contact WordPress and ask them why two of the blogs I follow, no matter how I try, gag when I leave a comment. No idea what the issues are and it is very irritating but I am delighted to see you here and very glad you like the picture and the post!

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      March 9, 2018
  46. What an ethereal photo. I need to follow HB2’s philosophy and remind myself daily also, “never take the view for granted.”

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    March 8, 2018
    • It is good advice though not always easy to follow in busy lives 🙂

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      March 9, 2018
  47. What a stunning photo, Fiona! It almost looks like a dreamy water color to me with the surface of the lake so beautifully quiet. Yes, you and your husband are both so right – we should never take anything for granted!
    Love The Cure and enjoyed reading about the messianic appearance of your first husband in front of the band – that´s such a cool story to tell! 😀 xxxxxxxxx

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    March 10, 2018
    • I remember when D first told me that story and I absolutely shook with laughter and couldn’t stop – he is very dry and a natural comic so his version is far better than mine. That place is very special to me but that day it was eerily surreal – we should bottle such moments along with the commonplace – therein lies our tapestry and it is always a rich one if we take care with its weaving! Xxxxxxxxxxx

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      March 11, 2018
  48. I am very touched by this piece and have been contemplating, journeying with it for some time.
    The gratitude I hear you express for where you live, the mountains, the mist and the effect it has on all it touches. “I was born to be here”. How you hold this as a precious gift.

    I am aware of wanting to be fully present to a moment, and experience, as if wanting to etch them into my whole being where they can live as memories. Perhaps a way of celebrating and being grateful for something or someone precious.

    “… for who knows if I will always have the gift of easily bringing memories forwards…”
    This got me thinking about memory on a cellular level. Those times when I remember something or some place that I have no memory of in this life time. So maybe it’s that I want to trust that the memories that I have consciously nurtured and loved will still live in me, even if I no longer have the ability to access them in my mind. But I will feel their presence, and in this way I will know them.

    Thank you for inspiring this contemplation, which continues…

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    March 12, 2018
    • I am flattered by your comment … I hold you in high esteem – your attitude to life is one to be admired and I am delighted that this piece has posed some meditational questions. None of us know what is ahead so holding the moment close and cherishing it is something to practice (and I don’t always remember nor succeed). I met a fellow the other night who told me that his wife told a conscious decision 18 months ago to be happy. It took her 6 months but she now feels she generally succeeds every day. Joy in the moment, meditation and not dwelling on the things we can’t effect are some of her advices. I intend to follow ….

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      March 13, 2018
      • This sounds like a lovely practice. The part about not dwelling on the things I can’t effect would serve me well, and does when I remember….

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        March 14, 2018

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