Nothing Can Capture Your Heart Like a Melody Can

Nothing Can Capture Your Heart Like a Melody Can…Isn’t this a great line? It comes from an old album by Abba, the popular singing group from the 70’s. Like many people, I rediscovered them when I saw the musical, Mama Mia. I have a little IPod that I’ve copied music to, including the sound tract of Mama Mia. Every morning I get my rapidly expanding butt out to walk and the only way I can stand it is to listen to music. I often sing along with the music and have had heads suddenly pop up from behind a hedge to see who is making that racket.
There is a huge mountain behind me, part of the Luberon Mountain range, and I chug up it huffing and puffing. The best part is turning around and heading downhill back to our home. Then I have more breath for singing.

“Thank you for the music, the song I’m singing.
Thanks for all the joy you’re bringing,
Who can live without it? I ask in all honesty
What would life be- without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say, Thank you for the music,
(here I throw my arms wide)
For giving it to meeeeeeee!”

This is when I get surprised from behind by one of the many bikers on the road who give me a curious look–this loony singer walking down the hill.

Some photos of an interesting village deep in lavender country called Simaine de la Rotund:

2 thoughts to “Nothing Can Capture Your Heart Like a Melody Can”

  1. I keep the radio (XM–do you have that yet?) on all day. As soon as I get up, it’s on and when I move upstairs for the evening, it goes off. I keep my iShuffle with me at all times. You just never know when you need a pick-me-up. Again, lovely photos.

    (My neighbor kid killed one of my prized VA lavenders — — with bug spray! Of all things! I sat him down today and explained to him that sprays like that were hard on the environment. If it kills the plant, it can kill the bee who eats from the plant and in turn kill the bird who eats the bee that has died from eating the plant and then the cat who eats the dead bird . . . and so on. I think he got the gest of my little story.) Anyway, one gorgeous plant, all of four-feet wide, is dead. I’m so sad. Time for a road trip to VA!!

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