Our 16-year-old set out, yesterday, on a 24-hr voyage. Alone, she flew from Nice to London, then London to Dallas, and on to Denver. Unsure of what to say to my daughter before she left, I slipped the following poem into her travel bag. Photo taken at the Vieux Port in Marseilles, on break from her internship... Read more →


The French have a colorful word for what we scaredy cats feel. Read on. Photo of Italian door taken in Aciereale, Sicily. Get out and take some photos or keep a point and shoot camera on hand, at all times, and never miss a shot! une peur bleue (per bleuh) : a morbid fear (also, in French... Read more →


envie

Hâte-toi de bien vivre... Make haste to live and consider each day a life... Seneca Envie (ahn-vee) noun, feminine longing . I was staring at the empty branches of our dogwood tree, willing its wooden limbs to quiver and send forth so many rosy blossoms, when I recognized a vague longing coming from within. I stood up... Read more →


espoir

Christmastime in Valbonne. Espoir (es-pwar) noun, masculine hope The following letter is an intimate look into la naissance of a certain "thrice-weekly" journal from France. This online blog began in October of 2002 following its earlier pen-and-paper beginnings—as letters that were sent via snail mail to a group of beta readers: my family and friends! For this... Read more →