Month: December 2025
-
When Time Cannot be Measured
We went away for the weekend—to a place we’d never been before. No familiar routines, no rhythm to predict what came next. As soon as we stepped out of our normal world, something strange happened: time stopped behaving. When you…
·
-
Gruyère, Switzerland
Our niece Juliette and her husband Stephan invited us to Switzerland, to the Hotel Cailler. Before meeting them, we spent the night in Gruyères. Little did we know that the utterly enchanting town had a Christmas market going on. It…
·
-
A Corner in my Home
The plaster busts stare. They never say much, but they take everything in. From their shelves, they admire themselves—caught in the mirror’s reflection—while the Christmas tree twinkles behind them like they’re posing for a holiday portrait. The whole scene gives…
-
Easter Eggs at Christmas ?
As I was cleaning up in the kitchen, I could hear little sounds—an unusual kind of silence, the kind that happens when two small children are doing something they know they shouldn’t be doing. As I dried my hands on…
-
19th Century French Love Letters
Finding a French love letter is a rare feat. Understandably, who’s gonna let go of a love letter? A French legal document from the 1600s sure let those go- but a love letter? Recently, I came across a small bundle…
-
Cezanne Paints
Quiet, the crickets On the still branches The trees are casting rays And subtle shadows Quiet in the house Quiet on the hill These scents one gets a whiff of Are the smell of the season But here comes the…