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  • En mode (re)découverte de cet équilibre qui m'est propre. J'aime chanter, le tai chi, lire, écrire, rire...apporter du bien être aux autres et profiter du quotidien.
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6 juillet 2009 1 06 /07 /juillet /2009 19:15
This morning, waking up ready to go, no time to breakfast, packing in a hurry I get out in the garden to discover a cloud exhibition in the sky. Of all shades between rose and grey, of all shapes, clouds fill the sky with improbable meanings. Feeling that I can hear all single birds all around with their specific voice and song.

As I cross the portal, see a rapid planing crow close to catch a sparrowling in flight, sparrow gets out by miracle inside the fluffy maroon tree.

The morning sun shades of rose all flying objects in the sky, from the long distance planes to the martin white belly. Swift are chasing each other at bullitt speed up in the sky, sending shrilling whistles that seem to go as fast as themselves.

At work, no water and no network second day, our cosy nest inside this concrete empty brick smells like a dozen dirty street corners. Fortunately an afternoon meeting at Guyancourt brings us far from these urban hell, a cool vivid picture.

summer slight breeze
small ripples flap lake surface
old weeping willow

16 people meeting around the table makes a long afternoon. Weak meeting management with everyone speaking for himself, no decision taken and only few commitment. But getting out, the breeze again !

Coming back from there, in front of the Rueil RER station, a bush of violet flowers, like a hairy version of lilacs, gives a wild aspect to the street corner. 

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