Very early this morning I stepped out to our village’s bi-annual *brocante fair. As soon as the *mistral slapped my face I knew it was going to be a game only for the fittest. With my scarf wrapped around my…

When two young people were to marry, one of the French traditions was to have an armoire crafted for their shared belongings. Marriage armoires, as they were called, had symbolic details to depict love and happiness; two doves, flowers, a…

Sometimes sitting on the couch has benefits; the medicine of sitting still with oneself. *18th century Swedish canape, reupholstered in rough linen. Cushions are a mixture of silk, linen, and antique fabric.

Enjoy the boredom, enjoy the silence, enjoy the sleepless night, enjoy the guilty feelings. Enjoy the traffic-jams, enjoy the pants that are too tight, and the glass that is half empty. enjoy the stress of day-to-day living. Each step on…

I long to be aware of the moment before waking. To know it each morning–Before one world ends and another begins. Awareness of the transition, sleeping to awakening and awakening to sleeping. For each moment is a deep reality. ROME:…

When I was a little girl my Mother taught me how to set the table. Every evening the chatter went on in my head, "Fork on the left, knife on the right, blade facing towards the plate, soup spoon by…