I dreamed I was a nurse, a friend, a sister, a protector of lost children and lived in a desert, on an island, a boat, a tall house.  I loved a rogue Samurai who did not fight, but stayed the summer to hear what I had to say and called me... woman of one hurt only.

Hi Daddy ( Read more... )

I have met so many friendly people here. Complete strangers compliment my French and go out of their way to make me feel welcome, making conversations and finding parallels between my life and theirs ( Read more... )

is cold tea and cookies in the early morning.

Dark and steamy with guilt walls and dower women lit by stained glass. Relaxing on a hot marble slate as strangers chatter and share cocoa scrub. The steam room is too hot for almost everyone. I stay too long and pay with a headache later ( Read more... )

Dance class at L'Espace Saint Louis and a beautiful stroll and blood orange Berthillon sorbet. A visit to the musee D'orsay for some early Monet and Sisley and wonderful sketching of statues. A walk along the Seine and the Tuilleries with wind and sun dappled and brilliant green to illustrate just why Impressionism was invented here. Then dinner ( Read more... )

Free Running ( Read more... )

Snow Video!
http://youtube.com/watch?v=0mmOltgHP1A

What you should do is throw the kind of party where your guest wake up several days from now and call their lawyers to find out if they've been indicted for anything. You want your guests to be so anxious to avoid a recurrence of your party that they immediately start planning parties of their own, a year in advance, just to prevent you from having ( Read more... )

And I have to walk through all the rooms to make sure there is no one here but me ( Read more... )