I don't know the weather situation where you live, but it's safe to say that Spring is proving to be an extremely tardy visitor in a good chunk of the world. Here in the Pacific Northwest people are getting rather sweary and belligerent about it (aka moi).
After transplant of course I am happy to just, you know, NOT be dead any day, regardless of the weather. Still, I have to admit being alive is more enjoyable when you don't have to wear your soccer-mom parka in April. That's a straight up truth.
You too need an adecdote? Voilà!
Ahhhhhh...doesn't that feel better? Did you too perform a full-body exhale when you feasted your eyes on those green Parisian benches enjoying the performance of the cherry blossoms above? How about...
Oui, oui, oui, that is the timeless facade of Notre-Dame with its fluffy pink skirt. I have been spending a lot of time with the photos of the Paris cherry blossoms this week. Friends and family in Paris and Burgundy tell me that it is hot and gorgeous there right now, which makes me hate them just un petit peu.
They can flit around in linen tunics and capris and their new clogs whereas I am dealing with a Soccer-Mom Parka Situation over here.
I'm particularly jealous because Franck is flying to France for a month next week while I stay here to look after the Bevy and, you know, publish that little ole' book I have been writing on throughout almost dying and then being restored to life. This is one of those instances where I wish I could splice myself and be in two places at once. Nyssa did it, after all. Because, I mean, look...
Speaking of that little 'ole book, I also wanted to post these photos to say MERCI to the many, many readers who have pre-ordered their copy of My Grape Paris. The pre-order numbers are clocking in beyond my wildest hopes. See?
This is my first time experimenting with pre-orders. Up until now I have always chosen the highly technical method of hitting "publish" when I am just too exhausted to work on my book any further and need to sleep.
I hope all of you who have pre-ordered already entered to win a 60 minute Flytographer shoot anywhere around the globe. If not, you can still enter by clicking here.
I don't know about you, but the idea of doing a Flytographer shoot in Paris next year with the cherry blossoms sounds like a fine plan to me.