Lovely! Thank you for sharing such a profound and emotionally connected description of your visit. I've been following you for months from Italy. I feel good when I read what you write. It resonates with me.
So beautiful, Elliott. I'm happy for you that you had this experience; thanks for sharing it with us. I can imagine her presence permeated every corner.
Sometimes, when I wander around in the mountains near my home, I imagine Emily walking beside me, pencil and a scrap of paper in her pocket. (I imagine her with better shoes for hiking.) And I wonder what she would write about the trees that I visit and love, the birds, the wildflowers, and the ongoing state of conflict in the fight for freedom among humanity. Thank you for this post. I'm glad you got to be with her this way and share your experience. A balm for us.
I'm so glad that my writing speaks to you and that you liked what I wrote. Isn't it incredible who writers help and shape us throughout our lives? That their words can speak to us long after they are gone?
Lovely! Thank you for sharing such a profound and emotionally connected description of your visit. I've been following you for months from Italy. I feel good when I read what you write. It resonates with me.
Grazie mille!
Stefano
Thank you so much for taking the time to say so. That means a lot.
So beautiful, Elliott. I'm happy for you that you had this experience; thanks for sharing it with us. I can imagine her presence permeated every corner.
Now I need to make one to PEI and Green Gables.
Tell me when. We'll meet there. ☺️
I most definitely will
Sometimes, when I wander around in the mountains near my home, I imagine Emily walking beside me, pencil and a scrap of paper in her pocket. (I imagine her with better shoes for hiking.) And I wonder what she would write about the trees that I visit and love, the birds, the wildflowers, and the ongoing state of conflict in the fight for freedom among humanity. Thank you for this post. I'm glad you got to be with her this way and share your experience. A balm for us.
How lovely. Apparently, Emily lost shoes going into bogs to retrieve some wild plant or flower.
Funny! I'll carry that image with me now.
Wow! What a wonder-filled experience. I felt I was there - vicariously through your words. Thank you.🧡
I'm so glad that my writing speaks to you and that you liked what I wrote. Isn't it incredible who writers help and shape us throughout our lives? That their words can speak to us long after they are gone?