Confession

In order to appease the cynics who think, because of my constant salivating over France and things French, that I must be someone’s…

Streets

The more I travel in France, the more I’m struck by one particular aspect of their cities, and how different they are in…

These pics didn’t fit anywhere else but I like them. There’s a man in this cloud and he was scattering seed with abandon….

The cold wind is snapping down from the Pyrenees like the end of a bullwhip. It’s very fierce and the sting is making…

Paris was nice, but that’s wasted ink because Paris is always nice. It’s the most special of all the places in the world…

The bike, Decathlon’s cheapest model, is lovely and will serve my needs adequately, but it arrived with the front tire a little underinflated….

There. It’s out of my system. Puns aren’t my forte and I came up with nothing beyond that phrase, but it’s the first…

Today I left Paris by train and came to a part of the world several hundred miles from anyplace I’ve ever been before….