This is the last Wednesday of relative peace for the school year, barring the vacations. Although Juliet has dance and solfège, and Gabriel has solfège, chorale and soccer, and William has multi-sports, I do not have to teach English today, and William, therefore, does not have to go to Centre for the morning. So there are two less things to… Read More
When we returned from the States, my garden was one big weedy mess. This was right about the time I had a bunch of writing deadlines, was trying to recover from jet lag (and help my children recover from jet lag) – the time I was trying to prepare for the back to school frenzy, and when I was deciding,… Read More
Finally! The wonderful day when life falls into its natural rhythm again. The children are occupied. My mind has peace and quiet to think again. It’s back to school in France! C’est … la Rentrée. Juliet is nine, so I think she’s in 4th grade now. Gabriel must be in 2nd grade, and William is in the last year of kindergarten…. Read More
My heart is full of happiness today. There is a chicken roasting in the oven and zucchini and peppers frying on the stove. The late afternoon sun is streaming in. This morning we got to see everyone at church for the first time all summer. (The French travel most of August, so those who are in town meet in small… Read More
Why am I wearing surgical gloves to give my dog a bowl of water? Well, yesterday morning, he jumped in the bank of the Seine, and it must have been a stagnant pool (hidden by the brush) because it was unbeLIEvably smelly. So I gave him a bath. Then last night, he found a dead crow, so he rubbed his… Read More
When we picked Hunter up from his 4-hectre paradise, we discovered that he had learned a few tricks. He’s a new dog, you see, so he’s still teachable. He was just weaning off his “let’s eat poop” stage before he left, which I was relieved to see the end of, since it’s pretty darn disgusting. But when he came home,… Read More
