Chateau Commarque
Sidetracks and Saving Time Looking over the edge of the cliff, we spied what appeared to be a sleeping beauty of a castle, in a valley...
Under France: The Small World of Truffles
The year has begun exceptionally well. The weeks after Christmas can feel like a sinkhole – holiday enthusiasms turn ugly upon opening...
Letters from France: How I Moved to France and Found True Love
How I Moved to France and Found True Love. The Long Run. Outside: A Cautionary Tale. I flip my little gem over and over, examining its...
Letters from France: Walking Peace
The church belfry is a hundred meters from the garret window. I watch the community of little brown birds that nestle against the...
Letters from France: Dying Light, Autumn in the Dordogne
Honey light coats the Dordogne landscape in the autumn. Rolling up and down country lanes basking in the late glow suits me in my vintage...
Letters from France: Getting to Know You
He is slim as a cigarette, with white skin, and black hair. His eyes are blue, the whites very white. From his lower lip to his neck, he...
