We have a regular house-sit within sight of the Pyrenees. On stay-at-home days, slow is the name of the game. Caramel, the cat without a miauw, scratches furiously at our bedroom door, clawing the wood. I can almost feel it splintering, as I lie there, eyes wide shut, hoping he’ll stop and grant us a little more rest. Nelson, his brother, attacks the scratching post … Continue reading Slow Mornings and Rituals: Life at Pyrenees House Sit
How will you cope??????? No tango! No coffee houses! We are in rural Normandy. About as rural as it gets. A handful of houses. A church. A tiny little Mairie. If someone passes the house it’s an event. In the city, everything distracts. But in the country? Listen. Nothing. Only your heart * It’s bliss. This house sheltered us during Covid. We spent eighteen months … Continue reading Rediscovering Peace: Embracing Tranquility in Rural Normandy.
We book-ended Buenos Aires with a visit to San Sebastian. Why? Because our starting point was just a couple of hours away from the Spanish border, and because I’d always wanted to go. Each time it was a flying visit, with just enough time to try some of those famous pintxos places. Everyone knows San Seb is a foodie paradise. We were there to eat. … Continue reading San Sebastian. A Tale of Two Pintxos.
Wondering Woman 