Category: Memories

rue

Bonjour septembre

[Hello September] I’ve been falling asleep to bigger-than-life fairy-lights; of the skyscraper kind. I’ve been talking too loud. And I’ve French-kissed, at times with a reason, most of the time without. I’ve been waiting for autumn, and wool leggings, and earmuffs; and somehow, I’m sort of day-dreaming about the past few months and how the […]

Leave a comment
le-vent-petit

Le vent

This is the gif I told you about. Wind as a token of my love for colder days. Days made of rain pouring down the windows. And a roaring sky. Oh and the occasional lightning too, welcomed with more vowels than our alphabet offers. Yes, autumn is on its way, and really, I could not […]

Leave a comment
for ever

Things that #1… I could fall asleep to

The sound of his voice in my head. And his hands tickling the back of my neck. The lullaby of raindrops crashing on the ground. The purr of a washing machine. Or even better, a never-ending passing train. The kind of silence only snowy streets can offer. The heartbeat of Lukie against mine. The one […]

Leave a comment
blackberry tart

Bonjour juillet

[Hello July] It’s raining. And somehow, we’re once again having winter in July. It seems to be a standard these days. And really, I could just write a letter to July. Not unlike the one I would write to that boy I’m in like with, that I’ve been in like with since I first saw […]

Leave a comment
radis

Dans le jardin

[In the garden #1] We picked radishes. A big fat handful of them. We cleaned them under running water and kept the leaves for a soup. We ate two strawberries straight from the plant. They still had a little dirt on them and tasted sweet like summer is. We coated courgette flowers in a light […]

Leave a comment
lucky

“Busy”, for ever and more

Trying to finish the book keeps me busy. But I have the feeling, someone – not to name anyone, Lukie – is going to keep me even busier. She/he’s the tiniest thing I’ve ever held in my arms and I can’t seem to get enough of her/him*. See you soon. x * don’t judge, it’s […]

Leave a comment
grenouille

PS. Guess who’s back?

The reinette seems to like Anna-Sarah’s potager a little too much. She found it in the fennels today and to be honest, we couldn’t be happier. My days are like no other at the moment. I bake in the morning. And write recipes in the afternoon. With breaks spent in the garden, with a glass […]

Leave a comment
grouille

Une reinette

[A tree frog] At times, the tiniest things can make our day. Puces des sables [sand fleas] jumping from one castle to another. Clouds made of clay (at Anna-Sarah’s shop where I’m writing from almost daily). A frog found in the leaves of a framboisier. We placed it in a cup, released it by the […]

Leave a comment
diana

Bonjour juin

[Hello June] May has been a little crazy. Of the runs in the park slash flight to France slash rosé et mauresque with Anna-Sarah (every single night) slash book writing slash turning my kitchen into a mess to the point of no return slash painting on porcelain plates kind. The sky back home hasn’t been […]

Leave a comment
vagues

Les vagues

[The waves] I drove along the coast on Sunday. It was raining. Of the fast windscreen wipers kind. And the wind would push waves on the road. I stopped. And my cheeks turned pink. And my glasses got covered in mist. On this little animated gif, they might not look big, but trust me, the […]

Leave a comment
out of office

Oops #3

As off today, I’m out-of-office-ish. You see, I’ve walked under a sky made of Union Jack buntings. I’ve sipped through golden glasses of mint tea, served just like under that Moroccan tent I slept in years and years ago. I’ve eaten dim sum and soft shell crab with almonds toasted just so. And roasted chilli […]

Leave a comment
asperges

Bonjour avril

[Hello April] My weeks have been made of Sundays lately. And it really feels like walking with my eyes closed and crossing my fingers at every step I take. Not unlike getting lost. Not unlike falling in love. And to be honest, it was all making me a bit so-so. A bit outside of me; […]

Leave a comment
april snow

Through the wrong end of a telescope

I look through the window. And this is all I see. Rain and trees that snow. The very spectacle of April happening before my eyes. But no matter how breathless it makes me feel – every single year – I somehow wish for more. A more I can’t quite define. A more that is so […]

Leave a comment