Wednesday, November 21, 2007

All in a Day's Walk

I've been doing the walk up Montmartre almost every day again, renewing the tradition I'd established earlier this year (but had abandoned in the wake of so many tourists in spring and summer). Every time I walk I see something new that I'd never noticed before - like today, this beautiful holly tree behind the carousel. Was it always there, I wonder? Does it only bloom in winter? Do people ever pick the branches? (I was definitely tempted). There is so much going on, even in one small square of dirt; I could take a million walks and never get bored, if my eyes and heart were truly open. Why is it so hard to remember this sometimes?


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