IT FEELS LIKE January was 187 days long. Apparently, here in England, it was the third sunniest January on record for the UK, although it strangely didn't feel that way. Perhaps it's because we're in the third year of the pandemic, or perhaps the January Blues had descended ...
The past few days I’ve been enjoying a slower rhythm of life: some time with friends and the empty and rainy streets of Paris. I’ve also been particularly enjoying American author, Fran Lebowitz, in the series Pretend It's a City, biographical documentary created in collaboration with filmmaker Martin Scorsese. The series captivates―not only with her wit and way with words―but with the bond between her and Scorsese, talking and laughing together on the streets of New York. And I’ve also become very fond of her style and endlessly inspired by it, especially by her choice of her blazers.
ONE OF THE BEST things about the changing of the seasons is all the different fruits and vegetables that signal each one. Summers in Spain meant sandía in the mornings and springtime means lots of sweet, dark cherries. Right now, in early autumn, it's apples, hanging heavy from all the trees scattered about the countryside, and my most favourite of all, fig season ...