this row of rocks reminds me of a shelf of books with two bookends. appropriate, i suppose, as we prepare to set a bookend at the far side of this trip, enclosing five months of life and its memories for future perusal and contemplation. i am officially ready to go home, but unsure how i will feel about it when i get there. i did just receive a video of our dog jack running in the snow, and i found him to be all that a long-lost dog should be. if nothing else, sitting by the fire with him will be worth the cold, the snow, and the somewhat jarring un-frenchness of urban minnesota in january.

beach rocks from roquebrune-cap-martin, france

  • Mary Ann B says:

    Life is so bittersweet


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