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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
What else is there to do?
I admit that I went a little crazy yesterday with the iPhone’s application “Hipstomatic” set on “random,” shooting whatever caught my eye like Dustin Hoffman’s “Rainman” character on a roadtrip in Europe. Colors aren’t true. Images aren’t in full register. … 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
The Daily Cuppa
Ah, those objects of every day, those inanimate friends—or are they slaves?—that serve us thanklessly before the sun has even brightened the horizon. What can possibly give more comfort than a favorite coffee cup? And a favorite coffee maker to … Continue reading
Posted in IN THE HOUSE, ITALY
Tagged Alessi, caffettiere, coffee, coffee maker, France, Italy, Milan, moka, moke, mug, pottery
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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
New feature: “Memories Of”
This post is the first in a new category of “The Daily {French-Italian} Cure” called “Memories Of.” These posts will be the contributions of others who have lived in or visited either Italy or France, and have a certain memory … Continue reading
Posted in FRANCE, MEMORIES OF
Tagged anna harrison, France, memory, Saint Jean de Luz, translator
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The other side
As sad as it was to leave France this morning, the sadness faded as the ribbon of road unwound toward Italy. The drive from Bourgogne to Milan is a good one. Varied, visually rewarding, and—at one point in particular—thrilling. The … Continue reading
Peaceful
I’ve never been particularly fascinated by cemeteries. I’ve seen beautiful ones—Paris, Savannah, Washington—but I never sought them out. In fact, aside from those that were proclaimed beautiful and worthy of a visit by some reputable source, I avoided them altogether. … Continue reading
Vendredi = market day = bliss
Last days of summer. Last open market in France for me, at least until my next stay. So I had to capture some small parts of it to immortalize in the digital realm. Markets, here and in Italy, have long … Continue reading
Posted in FRANCE, WHAT TO DO
Tagged Bourgogne, Burgundy, color, France, fresh, friday, marché, market, vegetables, vendredi
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Summer’s end
Summer is almost over. Again. We are counting down the days, inserting all the incremental fractions to make them last longer. It’s hard to believe that what seems like yesterday was the day we arrived, exhausted from our year, ready … Continue reading
Posted in AROUND US, FRANCE
Tagged Bourgogne, Burgundy, France, small things, summer, typographer's drawer
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