The ease of taking day trips to Paris has transformed our lives
On American Independence Day, citizens from 10 countries speak with one voice
Paula and I have been living in France for fewer than 11 months, absorbing as much French culture as we possibly can, reveling in the differences and similarities we notice between France and New Orleans, our home for more than 40 years. One of the things we’ve learned is that there is a...
Magic Hour in Flavigny
This morning at the weekly Sunday gathering on the terrace at the épicerie, we sat in the springtime sunshine with about 20 of our neighbors and friends, enjoying the long-awaited warmth and light. Everyone gathered in a big circle, sharing tidbits of gossip and news in rapid-fire French that Paula and I still...
Springing into the light
I learned yesterday what a Thello is. It’s a train company that runs night trains (with sleeper cars) from Paris Gare de Lyon (an hour north of our house), with a stop in Dijon (half an hour south of our house), before traveling through the night to Milan and all of northern...
An Australian Wedding
On April 11, 2015, we got married in Fremantle, Australia. Colin O’Byrne came from San Francisco. Brendan O’Byrne came from Cambodia. Margaret McFarland, maid of honor, came from Chapel Hill, North Carolina. And our dear Australian friends Bill and Sean and Michael and Amy and Greer and Oenone and Joely were there as...