If you’re reading this post, it means I’m in Paris. I scheduled it to launch on arrival day—precisely 3 days and 16 hours from when I wrote this sentence. The time has come for Covid and me to coexist; I’m… Read More ›
Life in Paris
Alice in Burgundy
It turns out, it’s quite easy to dig a rabbit hole. I should know; I’m ten days into mine. It started with my last blog post where I mentioned that we’d be going to Paris this fall, and that I… Read More ›
The Paris Project
I have no COVID stories to tell. Sure, I’ve eaten out less, if at all. I wear a mask. For months, I had my groceries delivered and cut my own hair. Yet several times a week, I’ve hugged my grandson,… Read More ›
Finding My Rosebud
In the movie Citizen Kane, “Rosebud” is the final word that Charles Foster Kane utters upon his deathbed. It sets off a flurry of investigation to identify exactly what he meant. Rosebud, it turns out, is a cheap sled. Yet… Read More ›
A Tale of Two Cities
Last month, we spent 10 days in London and Paris. The trip started as a meetup in London with our daughter, Taylor, planned months ago when we thought we’d still be living in Paris and could easily pop over. Things… Read More ›
The World In Between 