There was something familiar and warm, freshness and cheerfulness, but also a lightness and harmony in the air in Saint-Tropez. Chic people walking around with raffia bags at the Sunday market, bougainvillea surrounding windows all over the city, pines and cypress, and the endless singing of cicadas ...
Like Roséline, one of my New Year’s resolutions is to read more books. During the holidays, I revisited Elena Ferrante’s Neapolitan Novels after watching HBO’s adaption, My Brilliant Friend. I have to say that the show is as wonderful as the book.
A little later than usual planning our first summer adventure — destination still unknown — although lounging in the middle...
Unlike la dernière fois/the last time, when some four thousand photographs were accidentally lost, save for a few that lingered on instagram, from this particular stay in Paris, there are a few beautiful photographs to share.
. . . in between that lost pocket of time — the one just as winter is ending and spring has yet to begin — time stands still, and the world holds its breath, waiting, waiting, for green grass and blossoms on trees, for tulips and daffodils and everything in bloom, and when it does finally happen, everything is awash in a hazy, golden light, and the everything comes alive again . . .
YES, WE KNOW, it's only been officially autumn for a month, but with the nights drawing in so quickly now, the bright yellow leaves falling off the trees, the wet gloomy skies, and British Summer Time ending at the end of the month, we're already dreaming of sunnier times and warmer days. If the dark days of autumn and the dreary days of winter must be tolerated, then we'll do it with cosy evenings fireside, and also through plenty of daydreaming. These images, that came floating through our feed this week, of places around Mallorca are a perfect place to start ...