I could live here. It’s the first thing that comes to mind as I again walk the narrow streets of Aix, listening to laughter carried […] Read More
The light dances, changing hues, shaping brilliance and shadow. It warms the evening and the soul. Take a stroll. It’s a chance to reflect and to lavish in the sunlight’s last hours.
By now, our third stay in the second-floor apartment of the solid house our landlady’s grandfather built early in the last century, Kathy and I […] Read More
We head home to Boston Saturday, and some of my students reiterated after our game of petanque this evening that they just don’t want to […] Read More