Stones hold a fascination for me, always have, even as a child. Small pebbles scattered along a river bed, large rocks clinging to a mountain side, stone carvings, or even a simple wall. Where do they come from? my childish mind often wondered as I rotated a silky pebble between the palms of my hands, letting the warmth of a thousand sunny rays seep into my skin.
In this group of photos, the first is my collection of stones - love them and keep them by me, always. The second is of a church in Barbados. Its majestic architecture just blew me away when I visited that beautiful island in 2019. We visited Rome the same year and found this gem right in the n the middle of the city.
Not being able to travel during this time of pandemic has been the hardest to bear but I am convinced better days are ahead, just not knocking at the door right now.
In the meantime, what can we do?
I am trying to live in the moment by paying attention to everything around me and also within. And, there are days I simply sift through my memories of the places I have been to. This I find an extremely worthwhile pastime for not only does it afford unending pleasure; it also provides inspiration to carry on.
As always, you are in my prayers. Stay safe and keep well. Remember, even a stone has a story to tell. All you need do is let your imagination run.
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