from the azur ocean
(which actually isn’t azur under overcast skies)
we follow roads through the countryside: vineyards, castles, and idyllic sounding towns:
Saint-Nazaire, Canet, Ouveillan
somewhere, always that horizon
with the promise of more,
of a way we (k)new
and then didn’t
once upon each day 
nice photo and those ending words really pump it up a bit