I hardly remember the house itself except that it was a beautiful home where joy reigned. I must have been about 8 years old. I was on vacation at St Georges de Didonne near Royan, in the Charentes Maritime region, with my parents. I was happy: I felt light and carefree.
That day, it must have been 4:30 p.m. Our rental was relatively close to the seafront. I was looking forward to this moment!
It was still hot but a little wind brushed our faces. It was nice. On the way, I strolled. I took the time to observe the…
What is youth? At what age are we supposed to be young? These are highly philosophical and subjective questions.
“Youth is a talent, it takes years to acquire it”.
This quote is not from me but from a writer I love very much, namely Amélie Nothomb.
I want to share my take on this issue with you.
I have the immense chance to be around older, more mature people. They teach me a lot. THANKS to them.
I have the strange feeling that our elders knew how to live better than our generation. …
The trees have changed color and are stripping themselves to be better reborn in spring. The leaves are gradually falling. We find them in all forms. They form a pretty multicolored flowerbed in the gardens. Some are still quite green: fir green or granny apple green, while others are turning yellow or brown. Others finally turn orange, cherry red or tomato. All are decorated in a variety of shades, it is a feast for the eyes.
The wind creeps in and the cold returns. The time has come to put on our coats, down jackets and scarves.
The fireside evenings…