Why artichokes? One time I came across the french idiom, avoir un coeur d’artichcaut, (to have an artichoke heart). It means to fall in love with everyone you meet.
I love the smell of the forest before the rain. I love the sound of waves, the feel of sun on freckled cheeks, the taste of a warm July strawberry. I love to go places, but sometimes I get stuck in a place too long, until I’ve outgrown it to the point where it hurts, before bursting into motion again. Maybe it’s a flaw. Once I went to see Italy and I stayed for three years.
Now I’m heading east, with my fat house cat in the passenger seat. We’ll tell you all about it.