There! It has begun! And the miracle, I simply must write even if only a paragraph. The sky bright blue, a sun that has been washed and re-washed by weeks of rain has burst through. Everything glows and glitters, Continue reading
croissants
TIME
October 30th, time change day. I forget. When I open my eyes to the light I figure it is past eight. According to my clock it is exactly 8:34. The day is wrapped in cottony, woolly, foggy stuff so thick it is hard to see the evergreen in the garden not ten meters away from my window. 
The morning ritual seems to take less time than usual and by 9:40 I am at the door with Salomé. Great! Plenty of time to go to my favorite boulangerie for my Sunday croissants. Continue reading
Writing a life 