Travel Theme: SImplicity

Simplicity…it is how I see my life. In that simplicity, every day I am shown one lesson over and over again. Beautiful does not mean complicated. So here is some of the beautiful simplicity of my life…



“And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for falling in love.”

Nicholas Sparks

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Author: Jo Bryant

I was born in the land of Banjo Paterson, gum trees, and weather extremes. I am a freelance writer. I live in the Bay of Plenty, New Zealand, but still like to claim my Australian heritage. I graduated with a Bachelor of Communications in 2008. I am writing my first novel. I love to write poetry, short stories, and also write for the web. And there is nothing that is on a par with a sunny summer's day spent at Waihi Beach.

48 thoughts on “Travel Theme: SImplicity”

  1. Lovely quote and shots Jo! Love the furry kid. They do know the secret to simplicity for sure. Thanks for sharing hon. Great entry for the challenge. 😀 *big hugs*


  2. What joy your pictures show! I love the one of Chevvy – she looks SO happy and carefree. Very good quote. I guess we humans do tend to over-complicate everything, don’t we? 🙂


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