Hello everyone! We are in the Luberon but due to a storm on Christmas Day there is no internet or phone at the cottage. So we have driven up to a mountaintop to say Hello to the world, the sun is taking its final bow and the view is beautiful. In these final days of 2013, I have been focusing on gratitude more than ever and that most certainly applies to all of you, who have given such support, joy and kindness. I thank you with all of my heart. I am signing out as the sun goes down on one year, while eagerly awaiting the arrival of the next. And although I most likely will not be in touch again until after January 6th, please know that I am sending wishes of peace, prosperity, health and many wonderful discoveries in 2014…until then I leave you with these images of the reeds of the Camargue that bend in the wind and yet resist, snapping back to stand tall.
With all of my Very Best,
Heather
Month: December 2013
Christmas calm
I have often been asked about the differences between Christmas in France and the United States. And certainly one word comes to mind immediately: calm. It is pretty quiet around here.
In France, nearly everyone has stopped working. Most salaried positions have a two-week holiday.
Forever Chic, a holiday gift…for yourself
With Love for my Mom
The rabbit and the fox in the Camargue
“We both know that Ben runs like a rabbit when but did you ever notice that Kipling trots like a fox?” Remi asks as we watch our dogs from a distance. We all are winding towards the Étang de Vaccarès, the sprawling lagoon that tears a hole in the middle of the Camargue, the region that runs from Arles to the sea. It is wild country and so welcomes two savage beasts like the puppers. And as it has been over a week since they have been able to get in a decent walk due to rolling, bitter Mistral winds, they are both in peak form.
Bound up energy bursts forth in all directions. Yes, Ben’s back paws swing from side to side when he is skipping joyfully, just like a bunny. But Kipling is truly unpredictable and is transformed as soon as he is released from the boundaries of his in town existence. The Collie in him shines out to the tip of his tail, which remains flipped proudly over his back. When he spies birds or chevreuil – of which there are many here in one of Europe’s largest protected natural areas – he springs straight up in the air, four paws off the ground. He is so quick that my camera can barely catch him. Luckily, the birds outsmart him every time, swooping and swirling in mockery.
The good, the bad and…vegetable bacon
- You may only use one produce + salt + butter or olive oil or lemon
- If not scolding hot, you will eat with your fingers! We want the most symbiotic, raw experience possible!
- The main ingredient has to be in season or available year round (like eggs)
- No garlic, vinegar or ginger or anything that could overpower the taste of the main ingredient
- You’ll have to eat this alone or with other foodies. No kids allowed! When I say kids, I mean anyone who could distract you from the experience. Husband, best friends or wives can be considered kids in this scenario :0)
- Eat with your eyes closed if possible!!! This will really help you be more aware of all your senses
- If at all possible, eat something you fished yourself, grew in your garden or picked in the woods (be careful with berries and mushrooms!). This will bring this experience to a whole other level…”