Monthly Archives: October 2011

the dearest and the best

Under Vermeer skies to Ypres.  I was expecting a bleak town, like those you find in the devastated mining areas of north eastern France, but here we are definitely in Flanders.  I have never quite been able to pinpoint what … Continue reading

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les deux derniers jours

More of a collection of photos really.  Suddenly there are only days left before we go back to England for the winter.  With tedious repetitiveness, this always takes me by surprise, possibly because there is little to recommend standing on your head … Continue reading

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fewer layers than usual

“Onion sauce, onion sauce”  Kenneth Grahame – Wind in the Willows I feel like a naughty child.  Friends in Scandinavia, England and Germany write of early snow, cloudy skies, reluctant donning of thermals.  Not here.  It is as if the … Continue reading

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dinner with marcel

Down the mountain, past Ventoux, to go to Vaison-la-Romaine.  This is, as the name suggests, a town with the remains of a Roman settlement, and, in summer, is best avoided as crowds of perspiring tourists slew around the streets, tempted … Continue reading

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seek and ye shall find

This is a very small community and I have been here for seven years.  I don’t know everyone by any means, but, in general, I thought I knew where most things were.  Then, last week, a friend asked if I … Continue reading

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sheep may safely graze

How much longer can this weather endure?  Until the weekend, when it is predicted that the thermometer will drop 20o, so carpe diem.  To the Vercors, the largest natural park in France to watch the transhumance, which takes place every … Continue reading

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the end of the brick

Ernest was an elephant, a great big fellow, Leonard was a lion with a six-foot tail, George was a goat, and his beard was yellow, And James was a very small snail. Leonard had a stall, and a great big … Continue reading

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