• La Charente-Maritime

    Thursday, July 27, 2017 0 Permalink 0

    It finally came - my second visit, technically, but the first time I really knew something about what I was seeing. Now I know why this region warrants singling out as its own region. I will be back many times, as often as possible: La Rochelle, Saint-Jean-d'Angély, Cognac, Angoulême, and of course a picnic with my ...

  • Fête au Village

    Sunday, July 23, 2017 0 Permalink 0

    Adaptation Originally our quaint little village of la Magdelaine sur Tarn was the leper colony for Villemur sur Tarn, the noble and larger town downriver. We may wonder why anyone would locate their contagious sick upriver, but such was the logic of the Middle Ages, and it is not ours to question. Presumably our house was at ...

  • Around Solstice

    Thursday, June 29, 2017 1 Permalink 0

    The days are impossibly long now, with dawn by 5:30 and twilight past 10:30. The sun rises through the north windows of the house, at a place on the horizon across the river where you could never imagine it going in winter, when it rises maybe 45 degrees to the south. Before the rains came this week, ...

  • Friends, frolics, fossils

    Friday, May 5, 2017 1 Permalink 0

    We have had a few weeks of visitors and lots of sightseeing, in addition to getting the garden into shape for the season. Today we are just back from Andorra and the cavepainting site at Niaux, which I have wanted to see for years, and now finally have. It did not disappoint. Photos are not allowed inside the ...

  • The last day of January

    Thursday, February 2, 2017 1 Permalink 0

    For a couple of days I have been walking around appreciating the here and now. It is especially easy to appreciate the here and now when it seems under dire threat and you dread what is to come. Here and now seems pretty good compared to what may happen next. Of course in the here and now ...

  • First Frost

    Friday, December 2, 2016 4 Permalink 1

    It came as a surprise. -1c is not supposed to be this frozen. It should pass like a dusting of snow. Instead this frost crept in on the fog, slipped between the leaves, permeated deeply, and then crystallized. The spigots were not turned off. The tender plants were not covered. It's as if everything just ...

  • Leading to thanks

    Tuesday, November 15, 2016 1 Permalink 0

    I don't always feel thankful... Until M is in China and makes it through -25c and what seems like 100 plane changes without incident, in spite of the explosive election results the morning of his departure. Or until the Supermoon comes and I catch an unobstructed glimpse, despite heavy cloudcover all night long except in that one brief ...