There is an older man in our town who sells fruits and vegetables out of a little store front near the church Saint Michel. The shop is little more than a small, dark cave under a building with stone steps from the plaza next door for a display counter. He rarely has more than a dozen boxes of goods sitting …
Monthly Archives: November 2015
We just stepped back into a part of our home we haven’t used for a while. The walk took about fifteen hours, just two plane flights, but we are back and marveling at what a nice space it is. We call it part of our home because it is to us. It is sometimes distant, but never forgotten, just like …