What is it?
The Daily Cure for me is trying to smell taste touch—really experience— something, each day, that reminds me that I'm alive and, mostly, happy to be here. A small moment that should go a long way, at least in theory.Categories
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The send-off
The French countryside this past week surprised us with warm-ish weather, bright sunshine, and an enthusiastic soundtrack. The birds sang with all their might. At 4:00 every morning, it was the birds that woke us up. Before the sun. Before … Continue reading
The return
In my last post, I was dreaming of “going anywhere,” getting out of Milan, fleeing the stresses of the daily grind. And yesterday, that’s exactly what we all did. We’ve come back to France for the long All Saints weekend … Continue reading
Postcard #4: Missing. Remembering.
[Because there is no one to send this to me, I send it to myself: I love Italy, the gifts is has given me, the sense of family and place and belonging—though I will always and forever be a foreigner—and … Continue reading