Sharing photos and stories from my travels.
I’ve written several posts in the past few months about places we returned to after several decades, and found that they had changed drastically. Which is to be expected, so I don’t know why I am so surprised by this; change is inevitable. Still, it always seems to catch me by surprise. Here are links... Continue Reading →
How can anyone govern a nation that has two hundred and forty-six different types of cheese? Charles de Gaulle
We are continuing to enjoy our time in Avignon and, as I mentioned in last week’s post, now that the weather has cooled, we’re seeing more of the city. Musée du Petit Palais, was on our list of sites to see. Housed in a building not far from the Palais des Papes, it dates back... Continue Reading →
When the good Lord begins to doubt the world, he remembers that he created Provence. Frederic Mistral Arles, Provence, France
Oh Avignon, I love this town. I fell in love with it on our first visit to France close to 30 years ago, and that feeling has not waned over the decades. The whitewashed buildings, chapped and blistered from the scorching sun, faded blue shutters, narrow, twisting cobbled alleys, the ancient walls that surround the... Continue Reading →
But of Paris it can be said that the right bank of the Seine belongs to the world, and the left bank to France. Mary Butts Left Bank, Paris
The medieval village of Moustiers-Sainte-Marie located in southeastern France has the distinction of being Les Plus Beaux Villages de France (one of 178 of the most beautiful villages in France), and deservedly so as it is nestled high in the rugged hills of the Provence Alpes Côté d’Azur. This tiny town with only 700 residents... Continue Reading →
I have been in Paris for almost a week and I have not heard anyone say calories, or cholesterol or arterial plaque. The French do not season their food with regret. Mary-Lou Weisman
Travels Through My Lens 