My Life in French, Part Two . . .
If you’ve been reading here for a while, you might remember that I began writing about my history with the French language, inspired by a book sculpture we brought back from Paris two years ago,…
View PostIf you’ve been reading here for a while, you might remember that I began writing about my history with the French language, inspired by a book sculpture we brought back from Paris two years ago,…
View PostIn my last post, I shared some reflections on the apartments we’ve rented in Paris. I began writing this, as you might have known by my opening paragraph, right back here on our little island…
View PostAs I mentioned earlier in the week, our lovely new garden friend arrived in a parcel from France — he was very well cushioned on his journey, and thanks to the dismal weather we’ve been having,…
View PostI wrote this post months and months ago, then added the photos several weeks ago. Still, I’ve held onto it, hesitating to click on the “Publish” button. It’s closer to me than most of my…
View PostWith a little person in the house this week, the washing machine has been very welcome, even though said little person’s mother brought along a stack of disposable diapers. Darling little peach-and-pink gingham cropped pants…
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