I’ve never done anything but dream. This, and this alone, has been the meaning of my life. My only real concern has been my inner life. FERNANDO PESSOA

Friday, 1 June 2012

Kiss

A kiss is a wonderful thing. I like to kiss and I like to be kissed. Don't we all? And French donkeys like it too.   

Give us a kiss!

Oh, all right then!

10 comments:

Ruth said...

Perhaps a new perspective on French kissing. They do look soft and cuddly though.

George said...

Yes, I think that most animals—not only French donkeys, but bone-weary ramblers like us—always like the affirmation and affection that is manifest in a kiss. Without kisses from my Zen master, Derry, I could hardly greet the day. Incidentally, I love that new header photo.

The Solitary Walker said...

Indeed, Ruth — eyes half shut and no tongues!

The Solitary Walker said...

You're a man after my own heart, George! You can never have enough kisses, that's what I say.

The Solitary Walker said...

And I hardly tweaked that new header pic, George — the light on those fields just fell like that!

Goat said...

Ahhhh, the French.

The Solitary Walker said...

I hinted earlier you would encounter female companionship on the Chemin, Goat! You have to make the most of it. Donkeys included!

Rubye Jack said...

Ah, it must be love!

ksam said...

Kisses and laughter!! Both in one post!! Thanks!

The Solitary Walker said...

Thanks Rubye and Karin. Love is all around today. I can feel it.