The old carved stone lay on the ground a thousand miles away from the land of the pharaohs but it still reminded me of Shelley.
“Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command …”
Category: French life
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Shades of cream portend the end of summer. Roses will fade but it will return next year.
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The ruins of the ancient abbey stood at the top of the hill. A product of the Hundred Years’ War, it was a place of defense as much as a place of worship. Centuries earlier, the monks had tended the fields and marshes growing crops and catching fish and eels. -
While men are catching fish with rod and line, the herons are hunting for frogs and eels. It was almost dark when we finally returned home.
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His pale blue dungarees were not the usual choice of clothing for most cyclists in the region and the yellow machine which was well hidden in the bushes was unusual to say the least. However, the smile on his face said it all.
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It was a tiny, pathetic little thing when I bought it at a local market here in France. Several years later it has grown into a veritable bully. They were missing all summer but the seed heads have finally appeared, rising high into the sky. Pampas grass rules all.
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We were hot and tired after hiking around the headland. The small white clouds played tag with the burning sun but standing in the shade of the pine trees with the view across the bay made it so worthwhile.
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Sunset was a spectacular affair. After a day of lazily following the coastal path, it bookmarked the time to open a bottle of cold Muscadet.
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It was like an empty page, waiting to be filled with color and light.
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Your task is to observe, record, analyse.
Thomas Jefferson, a devoted early riser, would begin each day by taking measurements of the weather such as temperature, wind speed, and precipitation. And wherever he found himself in the world, whether at Monticello, France, or the White House, he would also make notes of things like the migration of birds, the growth of plants and flowers, and observations on geography and climate. To take these measurements, he carried a whole host of tools in his pocket, including a thermometer, a surveying compass, a level, writing instruments, and even a mini globe. He also carried a small notebook made up of ivory leaves on which to record his observations. He would write down his measurements in pencil and in the evening transfer the data to seven large notebooks, each devoted to a different subject. He would then erase the ivory plates, readying them for another day of scientific inquiry.
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