Thoughts inspired by a landscape view

Blue hills in the distance, tying together two places, distant in both time and geography.

The first one Corsica, one September day in 1992. The other UK where it starts considering being Wales - a late spring Tuesday in 2004.

In almost all ways different, yet the view has those hills that takes over from the background. The first one dark blue - from there, the ridges turn lighter, paler, dustier blue, receding until they merge with the sky, barely making their presence visible to the eyes reclining on the terrace.

So much the same background - though one has a mountain island as the setting, the other a lush English garden and lawn.

So many good words.
Receding.
Lush.
To name but a couple.
Juxtaposed, too - but I wasn't sure that I'd use it correctly...

Interspersed with all this are the thoughts, joys, disappointments belonging to the present, the current, the here and now.

Like as if the present reaches back to make contact with the past - or is it the deja vues that line up to make themselves be seen?

Whatever it was, the veranda - in the present - was a nice place to sit and contemplate. And, as the few hours that were allotted to me in the vicinity of this second set of blue hills rapidly went by, my mind started fading in much the same way as the hills - not caring at all whether it was like those or these...

Created in real time on a Palm Tungsten E. Crossposted as soon as connections allowed on H2G2 and Blog1...