Time and Tide…

The only reason for Time is so that everything doesn’t happen at once. Albert Einstein As I write this, it’s sheep season in Provence. The fields on the outskirts of town, in between the canebrakes and canals, are beginning to mushroom up flocks of dusty, dumpling wool. It starts in mid-March, a trickle at first, … Continue reading Time and Tide…

Savage Fruit…

“And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of trees and changing leaves.” Virginia Woolf It’s a bowl full of jumbled globes, the size of large olives or medium escargot, set casually to one side of the cheesemongers slab, that catches my attention.  They are dusty-green, veined with … Continue reading Savage Fruit…