Halloween is not at all a big deal in France. You may get a few trick-or-treaters. I think the bell rang, maybe, six times? And of course there were the sweet little pumpkins with their fathers, as well as the gang of pre-teens in masks who started reaching into the candy bowl themselves, shoving each other to get a better… Read More
One thing I love about our tiny little town is that it has a tiny little conservatory, with national standards for excelling in the Arts. There are year-end exams in every study that either allow the children to move forward or force them to stay back. It’s a good thing I like it because we spend Tuesday after school, Wednesday… Read More
I am back after one week, as promised, but because there are so many things going on in my head I don’t know where to start, or because there is only one thing that is important enough to say today, I will say only this: The book I am honored to participate in, the one spear-headed by the lovely Alexa… Read More
This past weekend we went to Normandy for a church retreat – to Forges-les-Eaux. It was a lot of fun. There was this old structure in place that I erroneously took for a sheep shearing centre – especially with the word “mouton” written on top, which means “sheep” and a big wheel that looked like a horizontal loom. Makes sense… Read More
I have three things to say, and then tomorrow we leave for a weekend in Normandy. 1. Fall this year has not been as much fun as usual. I normally love fall. I love the smells, the leaves turning colors, the fires in our fireplace, the pumpkin soups, the burgundy sweaters. I love that my birthday is in the fall… Read More
Did you ever see the Simpsons episode when Homer sold his soul for a donut? And then he proceeded to tempt the devil by eating most of the donut, but not all, so that Satan couldn’t actually steal his soul? And then he started sleep-walking to the fridge for his nighttime snack (where the rest of the donut remained)? Well…. Read More
