La Vie en Rose

"La Vie en Rose"
“La Vie en Rose”

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He silences the whispering of his doubting demons. She is his whole world and he is merely a corner of hers, neatly compartmentalized between her career and her quest for perfection. Forcing a smile in an effort to not to rain on her parade, he promises to be available for her (though half a world away). She’ll miss his comfortable embrace and penetrating eyes, and yet, she is exuberant, while he is devastated. With a lingering last kiss, their lives are forever changed …one moment here, the next lost. That was Spring.

St. Remy de Provence is a perfect home base! A short drive to the TGV station in Avignon, brings the world to her doorstep, with easy access to auditions in Marseille, Nice, Monaco, Milan, and Paris.

At the outset, she was lonely, dining each evening in the bistro downstairs. ย Monsieur and Madame Roland, were gracious proprietors and soon her facility with conversational French took root. She particularly loves the ruralisms, so uniquely characteristic of “Langue d’Oc”! As summer wanes, she realizes now that this journey had become much more than a bohemian adventure to launch her vocal career, free from the constraints of the stateside arts scene.

Tonight, with a tinge of regret, she considers the path she’s chosen – setting love aside to simmer on the back burner. As the setting sun shines it’s rays upon the weather-washed, rusty-colored stucco walls, and pours into her pension, she stirs; restless with anticipation and yet, at ease in her own skin. ย The Nice auditions went well. ย He’d be proud of her, but she quells the impulse to call. Besides, he may not even be there.

Provence is unlike any other place. The air seems to imbue the landscape with intense, saturated color. Even the uneven cobblestones reflect a surreal hue. Content in her solitude, for the moment, she swings open her window, breathes in the lavender-scented evening air, humming “La Vie en Rose.”

๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน

Written in response to Trifecta Challenge:

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This week is our second guest-judged Trifecta challenge. This week’s team of three includes Lessa and Deana and is headed up by Barbara. It’s a powerful team of some seriously sweet Trifectans, and we are just as curious as you to find out who they’ll choose for their top three.

This week’s word is:

RUSTY
1: affected by or as if by rust; especially : stiff with or as if with rust
2: inept and slow through lack of practice or old age
3a : of the color rust
b : dulled in color or appearance by age and use
4: outmoded
5: hoarse, grating
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8 Comments on “La Vie en Rose

  1. Nicely written. I could relate to her comfort in the moment, yet second-guessing whether her choice was the right one. I do feel for the dedicated man left behind.

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