These lists have become odd echoes of my life these days: what I miss, yin yang, and now places I love…We’re living in a new place–a place I don’t yet love. There’s potential here–the gulf is beautiful, the gardens are lovely–but nothing has yet worked itself into my imagination. So thank you, Stasha and Saretta (who chose this week’s topic) for helping me list through my life! Herewith, a list. …
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Provence
(almost) Wordless Wednesdays: French Windows
From the ridiculous: to the sublime: to any number of variations on “tell me again why I don’t live in France?”
We’ll Always Have Paris. Sort Of
So we went to Paris for two days before going on to Provence, where we were having a family reunion and celebrating my mother’s seventieth twenty-ninth birthday. Two full days to revel in the city of light, stroll the tiny cobbled streets, marvel at the enduring romance of a river spanned by bridges, discover sweet little cafes tucked into quiet courtyards, sip chilled rose on the tiny balcony of our …