|A little miracle at Les Calanques de Piana, Corsica|
... Keith, at Taste of Garlic, and all of my gentle readers that were checking in through the summer and haven't deleted me from their blog lists. (Actually, truth be known, I even heart the ones who deleted me!) You're right, Keith: consider me grounded. At least until I find my way into the rhythm of regular posting. There will be no gallivanting around until we're back on track.
I'm touched by the award at the aforementioned Taste of Garlic blog for - lack of posting. What a hoot! I could go all 'Sally Field' on you all but, if I recall correctly, she actually showed up to accept her award. I'll accept, with great pleasure, this fine recognition on a rather delayed schedule.
Thanks to all for the welcoming me back so warmly. My disappearance was the result of having had the lovely honor of people visiting - as they tend to do when one lives in the south of France! - from May through mid-September. Between trying to be 'the hostess with the mostess' for those very welcome visitors, some planned little jaunts hither and yon, soaking up the energy of being with some of my favorite California peeps... and oh yeah! ... that little thing we call working full-time...well...the
Forgive me...and know that my tendency to go underground is just...well...just how I recharge when my battery is spent. Part of my introverted charm.
For the moment, I'll stick with a daily photo to share from my little French life and fill in the blanks with words as the spirit moves - and time allows...'cause that full-time work thing is kicking into high-gear!
À demain...et merci encore!