Sometimes, life is confusing. Sometimes it makes perfect sense. Doors close, windows open. I need to clean them, whatever. DON’T JUDGE. There are children in Paris that won’t eat their goûter because they’re terrified right now. Which is sad because chocolate and bread can solve the world’s problems if we let them. Let’s break bread together. Drink wine together. Understand that we are all the same.
Here is what we need. Sun on our shoulders. Swaying branches that bend yet don’t break. Here’s to STRENGTH. And cheese. Always cheese.
Bisous, loves. xxx
I’ve missed you, Madeline. I hope you’re as strong as the people of Paris are right now. I’m sure you are.November 19, 2015 at 3:48 pm
I just assembled IKEA furniture. Devil incarnate. ISIS should band together with them. Off to the groves, a glass of Château Margaux in hand. Here’s to tomorrow.November 19, 2015 at 4:13 pm
Êtes-vous de retour du Maroc ? Histoires s’il vous plaît …November 19, 2015 at 4:24 pm
Montagnes de l’Atlas , Marrakech , Fès , Meknès , Marrakech, Rabat , Tétouan. Talaouine safran , la menthe et les olives. Kaab el ghzal … Il était tout simplement divin !November 19, 2015 at 4:27 pm
Don’t clean windows right now. Let them remain cloudy. When time is right, let light shine in.November 19, 2015 at 4:49 pm
I shall, Geeta. Nothing wrong with a slightly obstructed view. It makes the eyes focus, no? xxxNovember 19, 2015 at 5:03 pm
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