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    Endless Sunshine

    Endless Sunshine

    Apparently, Paris has never had as many sunny days in the year 2020 since1959. We go out every day, mostly just to walk, but some days to grocery shop. This morning I got up on a big ladder and cleaned a mat of pine needles out of the gutters facing the Cedar - so I guess technically they are Cedar needles. Here is a photo of the Cedar and of the sunshine. Today begins a new phase of the shutdown. The non-essential stores that were forced to shut down November 1 can open toda

    Le Jour de Merci Donnant (Thanksgiving Day)

    Back in the late 60”s, when we still lived with my in-laws in a small town outside of Toulouse, my dad had the brillant idea of offer me a subscription to the International Herald Tribune, as it was known at the time. It came by mail and was usually two day behind the publication date, but there were many days when receiving that newspaper paper was the highlight of my day. Of all the articles throughout the several years I received the paper, the ones that stand out are Art
    The Parakeets in My Life

    The Parakeets in My Life

    As many of you know, I wrote and illustrated a children’s book called “Yellow Bird”, dedicated to a wild parakeet that lived in our yard in Gaithersburg from April to mid-December, 2018. For some reason I fell in love with this bird. He would sit on the fence and look at me, turning his head from side to side, allowing me to get just so close - and then he would soar up into a tree like a streak of yellow sunlight or join a group of sparrows stretched out along one of our roo
    As Days Slide By

    As Days Slide By

    It’s been quite a few days now since I have posted a new blog entry. I’ve been working on my novel, revising and moving things around to align events in better chronological order. Disaster struck yesterday after about 7 hours of work, when my iPad froze - just seized up like it had been exposed to fire. I had to restart it, which wasn’t easy, but I managed. It turns out that all the changes I had made during the entire afternoon were unfindable. I now have a recently scaled-
    Tuesday & Wednesday, November 17th & 18th

    Tuesday & Wednesday, November 17th & 18th

    When one is confined to one’s home, except for grocery shopping and a walk, finding something interesting to blog about gets tricky at times. Tuesday was a complete stay-home day. We had to wait for a delivery of cat supplies as well as a visit from a heating expert, as we have been unable to program the individual thermostats in each room. The heat runs under the flooring and the thermostats are hand-held divises that have to be in sync with WiFi in order to work. The man w
    Newfound Freedom - Monday, November 16th

    Newfound Freedom - Monday, November 16th

    Until Sunday, we were filling out paper Attestations respecting the limits placed on the various official reasons for leaving home. Then André remembered an app that was recommended on TV, Tousanticovid. It means All against Covid, and it is a hub of information about Covid in one’s area. It enables contact-tracing and theoretically would contact you if you happen to be in close proximity to someone who tests positive soon after or is hospitalized for Covid. It also has a spa
    From the Inside Looking Out, Sunday, November 15th

    From the Inside Looking Out, Sunday, November 15th

    We are getting the outer bands of a storm crossing over Northern Europe from East to West. I made it to the bakery and back just in time. I’m convinced that the French would go out to buy fresh bread in a category 4 hurricane if necessary. I realize I didn’t mention in yesterday’s blog that one other thing we don’t have, that I used to feel was absolutely essential, is a full-length mirror. Vanity dies hard, even at the advanced age of 75! The only mirrors in this apartment a
    Every Day Feels Like Sunday - Saturday, November 14

    Every Day Feels Like Sunday - Saturday, November 14

    I’m having a lot of trouble being able to know without checking what day of the week and date it is. Almost everyday, André goes to the bakery for fresh bread, but he also brings home a pair of pain aux raisins. It’s swirl of puff paste and raisins buried inside that tast like they were soaked in rhum. Typically, a pastry is reserved for Sunday. That’s the way it was most of the 18 years I lived in France. I’m always grateful and I usually eat it right away for breakfast, but
    Thursday, November 12 and Friday the 13th - Two weeks into the Shutdown

    Thursday, November 12 and Friday the 13th - Two weeks into the Shutdown

    Thursday was sunny and quite warm for the season. I cleaned the apartment, did some wash, then went to the post office and from there, I walked a fair distance through the park pictured above in order to get to the grocery store. I felt really good being able to get in the walk as well as doing errands, having selected only ”Errands” on my Attestation paper that we have to take with us each time we go outside. Normally, you can do one or the other, but not both in a single tr
    Wednesday, November 11

    Wednesday, November 11

    Actually, I’m writing this on Thursday morning here, as the sun is coming up. However, I want to write about the fact that November 11 marked the 102 anniversary of the end of WWI - the war to end all wars, one of the bloodiest in history, that solved absolutely nothing. It was such a tragedy, and it stands out even today as an obvious warning that baked into human nature is the fact that being agressive to the point of thinking up crueler and more horrific ways to kill other
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