Between The Eyes And The Mind Of An Artist
Be young or old, an artist is a person who owns a forte to behold the world real or imaginary.
Hello everyone, I hope you are doing good at blogging or reading your favourite blog. Whereas here I have tried in my own way to share my holiday stories from France, since I know lots of you loves France so well, and here today I have some more about my special country to share with you, and this is no other country than ….. France!
It is unimaginable how fast 2016 has gone by. It seems like it was only yesterday when we started preparing for this year, getting ready to make our list of goals, evaluating the things we have done in 2015 and now, pretty much with the twink of a second we are doing the same thing once again, but heading into 2017. What have we done and where has time gone?
Last August 2015 my daughter and I took a vacation trip to the North of the Netherland to a place called Heerenveen.Heerenveen is a town located in the province of Friesland. It is known for its name as “Frisia” and lies in the northwest of the Netherlands. It is situated west of Groningen, and south of the North Sea. The capital of Friesland is “Leeuwarden.
One day in the week, we decided to go out for some visits. Got into the car, simply dressed and off we went down the road to the charming village of Treignac.
en ce jour, samedi 6 Août 2016, j’envoie mon amour à la ville de Rouen en France. Une ville qui est en deuil de la perte des vies qui ont péri dans un incendie. France un pays qui souffre jour après jour! Je me souviens des familles qui ont perdu leurs proches et mon coeur va au peuple français. repose en paix les anges. La France je t’aime!
In this day, Saturday 6th August 2016, I send my love to the city of Rouen in France. A city who is mourning the loss of lives that perished in a fire. France a country that is suffering day after day! I remember the families who lost their loved ones and my heart goes out to the French people. Rest In Peace angels. La France je t’aime!
Before I started to write just anything here today, I stared at a blank page on a screen. And I thought, “Why do I have to do it?” It took me hours before I could imagine that I wanted to share some stories, then came the question “what kind of stories and what am I going to write about?”