wheels

photo by H.M. Free Mouse

May in France is full of holidays.

I was invited to a bicycle day in the mountains of the Trieve... It was a rainy day but we were prepared.

Smiles everywhere. Wheelchairs and feet. Abled and disabled.

It was a beautiful day on the moutain where I made even more friends.

It is such an honour to be able to cycle side by side with the people who have lost but are not lost.

the return

There is a certain strength in this line of mountains called the Alps.

Life has led me here. In the South East of France.

I found love here. Love and understanding. By a man and by a number of friends who smile and talk and have warm hearts. Is it the mountains? Is it the clean air? Is it the fact you are higher and talking to whatever God lies up there?

I have already talked about The Trieve. When I first came here, I was thinking "God, I would love to come back here!" What I did not know was that I would come again and again through the seasons, see snow, fog, rain, sun... I live so close to these mountains. I return to the smiles, these wonderful people.

More coming soon.