Archive for September, 2017
Early Autumn in Essoyes
…I am enjoying the pleasure of being once again on the edge of the forest. Listening to the birds, seeing them hop around on the railing outside my window, or peek inside. Enjoying the sound of wings flapping–is it an owl, is it a hawk? I have no idea, but whoever it is that goes scuttering out of the tops of the trees when I walk down the path in the mornings to get wood for the fire has very big, strong wings….
One more vendange come and gone…
The vendange has already come and gone…it was exceptionally early this year….
Writing from the Heart, Reading for the Road 