One of us tore a limb off. The last thing I remember is holding on tight. The moon is a penny tonight. Copper rolling across a black sheet. Dimmed by smoke from an old distant fire. The days sticky the nights fitful. Drawing on a great well of nothing. A moon just a moon. Smoke just carbon and water. I am not the voice in your head. You only adore me in the dark.

My father passed away on October 28, 2016. Today would have been his sixty-second birthday. Summer at Ross Lake, part 2. The day after hiking up Desolation peak.

Errer est humain, mais flâner est parisien. Wednesday, 11 April 2018. Two Weeks with Two Under Two. Thank you France and your affordable childcare, because the days when I have two at home are full-on to say the least. But by mid-afternoon, they were both asleep and I was catching up with admin one-handed on the computer.

As I have one of the most terrible abilities to recount acts. One fact I do remember, the gardens of the castle were designed by the same André Le Nôtre who designed the gardens of. The basics you might already know, is that the town of Chantilly is a haven just.

My personal new year always seems to start in May. The Scandinavian adventure continues! May 4, 2015.

And now for a very late post about my weekend in Nantes, the second-to-last weekend of my semester in France. Despite the fact that I spent much of .

I know this gloriously beautiful season goes by WAY too fast and that people who want to sing carols in October and decorate trees before the last Thursday in November are shunned and.

In teaching, in romance, in cultural exchange, we all sometimes need something to guide us in the right direction. My heartaches and the fear I have for myself is exceeded by the fear I have for my students. We are deciding the future they will inherit. But tonight I am so very tired.