No Exit

It’s been a while. Let’s seen, where was I? Oh yeah: Malaga, Seville, Faro, Lisbon, Sintra, Nîmes, Aix-en-Provence… Things have … More

Here, There, Anywhere

Yesterday, Mark and I had “the talk”, as we are wont to do every New Year’s Eve. It’s how we … More

I recently had a big birthday, as one does if one lives long enough. I had big ideas for where … More

Did you know you can’t find pre-made chicken soup in France? No broth either. And it’s not terribly common to … More

Newton’s first law of motion: a body at rest tends to remain at rest; a body in motion tends to … More

I love that I have a record here of my hare-brained ideas, so I can go back and see what … More

The tale can now be told. Who knew it would take this long? The story, in its entirety: Late March … More

Cantal excursion, day 3. We’d seen beautiful towns and had eaten very, very well. How much better could one trip … More

August is the cruelest month. Our new home in the south of France is as hot as the blazes, but … More

I love good historical fiction, the kind written by historians with a knack for spinning a tale. The trouble is, … More