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 […]

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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 […]

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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 […]

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Oops #3

out of office

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 […]

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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; […]

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Through the wrong end of a telescope

april snow

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 […]

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Bonjour mars, au revoir mars

spring blossoms

[Hello March, goodbye March] I’ve felt raindrops running through my hair; and my dress too. I’ve made a cake. And another one too. I’ve seen blossoms on every tree. I’ve walked in empty avenues, with my eyes closed and his hand on mine. I’ve had dreams I never knew I had. I’ve lied in the […]

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The daily fix


I wake up to the shy sound of a detuned French radio. And leave a half-drank latte – stay put – on the kitchen table. Off on my favourite hollandais bike. It rattles, unexpectedly. And the brake feels ever too fierce. But it takes me to the market. And the little fort by the beach; […]

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A bicyclette


[On a bicycle] I’ve been riding my bicycle through the beach, and putting tray after tray of madeleines in the oven. It smells lovely around here. Of warm butter and vanilla. You should come.

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There are only so many things I know


Yes, there are only so many things I know. Making wishes, of the fairylike kind. The taste of his lips; and the feeling in my stomach that it’s all just like a dream. The smell of fresh yeast when brioche is being made. The beauty of fireflies around me. Being lost in the fog. The […]

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PS. I felt like cake; made one and ate a slice.

a cake too

A friend, of the dear-to-my-heart kind, made this cake today. A few thousands of kilometres away. And I did too. In ten minutes, from cupboards to oven*. It was eaten on the couch. To the sound of summertime sadness**. And raindrops started hitting the kitchen window. And that cup of coffee was slightly too hot […]

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Only in dreams


A dream crossed of the list. On Saturday night. It was late. Much too late to be awake, really. I was wearing my favourite leopard leggings and a thick wool dress. And snow in my hair. The thirty minute journey took slightly over two hours; a slid, a splash, and a couple of snowballs, tentatively […]

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