Colours of the South Pacific
We are spoiled for colour in New Caledonia. Okay, so we don't have New England's beautiful fall colours (we don't even have a real winter or snow). But the locals sport colours in such a joyous way in New Caledonia. Gone are the blacks and greys of London and Paris and New York. Bring in the oranges, the reds and the bright greens. Bring in the yellows and the blues and the purples.
I am convinced colour changes everything. Colour and sun. The colour and the warm winds of the South Pacific make of this place a veritable paradise. Gone are the worries, the stress and the low-level pain of having to live too much life in too little time. With colour and warm winds, or at least to me, one breathes more deeply, loves more slowly and completely, enjoys what is, instead of worries about what is (or is not) to come.
Happy Monday, everyone.
I am convinced colour changes everything. Colour and sun. The colour and the warm winds of the South Pacific make of this place a veritable paradise. Gone are the worries, the stress and the low-level pain of having to live too much life in too little time. With colour and warm winds, or at least to me, one breathes more deeply, loves more slowly and completely, enjoys what is, instead of worries about what is (or is not) to come.
Happy Monday, everyone.
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