It seems like every city we visited in France had an old fashion “carrousel” in the market square.
If you like old stones do not pass up Nîmes. It is by far home to the best preserved Roman buildings we’ve seen.
It says, “to the red snail” but what does it mean?
Could a lovelier city exist? Even a cold, cloudy day couldn’t dampen the beauty of Strasbourg.
We liked everything about Dijon. Yes, this city has it all. If I could speak French I’d never want to leave.
In 2005 my life intersected with a remarkable young woman from Barcelona Spain. I am delighted to profile Jenny Berengueras and her ongoing contributions to enhancing life on our planet for all creatures.
I like to see dogs out with their peeps.
Crazy chimneys are another reason to love Dijon.
Susan and I decided to limit the distance of each train journey so that our old boy, Teej, needn’t spend more than four hours at a time in his carrier. And that’s the primary reason we chose Narbonne as our first stop in France.
I’m glad we did because I was charmed by this often overlooked city that lies between the mountains and the sea.
We said our final goodbye to Ricco. Kidney failure took him from us on the day before his 19th birthday. Of all the cats who have ever graced our lives, this boy was the most …
We’d arrived on a warm and sunny Thursday morning in October. It was market day. The village streets were jammed with antique vendors, vegetable sellers, yard good merchants and just about everything in between, including a couple of polished stone kitchen sinks.
I worked every summer for 50 years while dreaming of a summer of leisure. Well, 2021 was the summer: and I have the tan to prove it.