Avignon Day 3 June 10
I woke at 3 am! And didn’t really get back to sleep. Marion suggested I visited the market at Villeneaux-lez-Avignon – across the river. 801 more words
“ It is difficult to say what the PS is today. Its figures, its staff, its members are not one single entity. Part of it has gone off toward Macron and En Marche. 122 more words
Think of the wren
and how little flesh is needed to make a song.
from Why Regret?, Galway Kinnell
It takes me a while to get into a Paris mood, and on this trip it came on the last day as Laura and I moved from market stall to stall in the Rue de la Convention while Senegalese aromas drifted by, then the clean smell of the best sea fish, then roasted chickens, potatoes that caught the drippings, then the colors of abricots blushed pink and rose, cherries, red and black currants, and so many varieties of strawberries.44 more words
What was I looking forward to most, on my holidays? What was I thinking about most in the weeks beforehand, in the days getting stuff ready, on the drive to the airport, in the plane, on the drive out to Gruissan Plage? 619 more words