It is 5 am and I have been up for hours. I am catching up on emails and sorting through photos and making cookie dough so that I will be able to bake off some cookies for our reading time after school today. Then I will start on some pancakes for breakfast. The gift of jet lag. A still and quiet house. Getting things done.
Wanted to post the last few photos from my magical two weeks in Villefranche. I miss the markets and cobblestone streets and the stunning views of the sea. Most of all I miss all of the people whom I met, the stories and meals shared, the glasses of wine, the many, many laughs.
Luckily my sadness over leaving France is tempered by the hugs, flowers and love I received upon arriving home. It feels good to be missed.
Since I have been home I have been cooking some family favourites. Sunday night garlic pasta last night and roasted salmon with lentils and spinach tonight. I need to post a new recipe here and hope to have one up in the next few days. Don’t be surprised if it is somehow influenced by the foods of southern France… xo J