Thursday, December 5, 2013
Thursday afternoon we have French class at Christiane's house. This year it's Eddy, his friend, Bob, and moi struggling to learn vocabulary, conjugation, sentence structure, etc. We usually have a homework assignment to discuss and today, Bob confessed that he had his wife (who speaks very good French) help him with his. That led to a discussion about how he bribed her to help. I asked Christiane what the French word for 'bribe' is. As always, the French have a delightful phrase instead of just one word. A bribe is a pot-de-vin...a pot or jar of wine! I love learning new words and phrases; this is one I won't forget.
Bribe me, please!!
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
I didn't give the sign much thought until I heard the big tractor and mower apparatus coming closer. I looked up and saw this headed right towards us!
(In the interest of honest reporting, I did zoom in to get the close-up. We had plenty of time to make our way off the path.)
Sunday, December 1, 2013
|St. John's Episcopal Church|
Not only will this retreat experience enrich me during Advent, but it is also preparation for a pilgrimage adventure that I will embark on late next summer. I will travel to the west coast of Ireland and join a handful of other kindred spirits in exploring early Celtic Christianity. Led by Christine and her husband, John, our group will spend 9 days steeped in such monastic themes as hospitality, service, Sabbath and conversion while visiting Celtic sites in Connemara, the Burren and the Aran Islands. I can hardly wait!
Friday, November 29, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Fondation Maeght, I decided to walk the extra half mile up to the perched village of St. Paul-de-Vence. One of the oldest medieval villages along the Cote d'Azur, it became a favorite stop for many of the early 20th century artists who both lived and painted here. Matisse became seriously ill while living in the village. He was nursed back to health by the Dominican nuns and in his gratitude, designed the interior of a chapel for them, the Chapelle du Rosaire. Marc Chagall lived here and is buried in the village cemetery. St. Paul is a must-see for tourists visiting the area. In fact as I wandered its narrow, cobbled streets, I ran into a family I knew from my bed and breakfast and my friend, Greg with his sister and sister-in-law. Everyone wants to see St. Paul! Both the cemetery and its collegiate church, the Church of the Conversion of St. Paul reflect the proximity to Italy with loads of Italian names on tombstones and ornate Italian woodworking in the church.
Not so typical, though, is this stone carving of a skull on an 11th century sepulcher....
|Ornate wood carving in the church|