Posted: 01 Jun 2014 - David Lebovitz

Drive just about an hour from Paris,
the air clears and you just want to roll down the car windows and take a deep
breath. (Well, it’s a little more refreshing once you’ve exited the autoroute.) There are trees,
wild grasses, fields of wheat, oats, rows of barley, sugar beets and colza
growing, and flowers, wild and otherwise.
We did the trip not just to clear
out our heads, but to help clean out an old country house, rifling through what
remained, before toasting a few glasses for the final farewell. It was wistful
and bittersweet. But changes are often unavoidable, and each is un passage.
Continue Reading Le week-end à la
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