Windy changeable day in Bordeaux County -- my love who is so much a part of me, my blood my bones, my past present and future. Just dumped my chair in the lotus pond trying to pen you, somehow be even more with you by talking to you here. This is one of those days you like a lot -- moody, indecisive, dangerous. Thay held Heather's hand this a.m. during walking meditation. He led us down a long forest tunnel I hadn't seen, and onto a plateau overlooking the rolling French farmlands that make the quilt of fields and vineyards that connect the four little hamlets here. You need to come with me here just to know these fields with their sudden church spires and roads made for buggies, not buses. I'm settling in on our fourth day at our retreat. Heather reminds me so much of her shy mom at this age. We three are so in one another. Thay took us to his hermitage today. Heather and I have a nice double room with small skylight. It is so peaceful here. I love you...J.