I have a tendency to do this, yes. Growing up, I would have heard this warning offered in that American English sing-song lilt...ended, for emphasis, by a sharp “Mmm-issy!” I am all too familiar with the unspoken clues as well. It started as just a little tickle in the back of my throat, and within 24 hours I found myself at the counter of my favorite pharmacie on Cours Mirabeau describing my symptoms in French to the kind looking woman behind the counter. I am not one to tough it out when I am sick. I like the sympathy of others. (It’s part of my charm!)
After a bit of back-and-forth as I tried to make myself understood, I decided to bring back the empty box of "magic remedy" that had been recommended the last time a tickle threatened to slow me down. With an “Aha!” of recognition that transcends all languages, she brought out the blue box that would restore my energy and knock my cold out...cold!
I am on the mend but have been slowed during the week while still adjusting to a full-time school schedule and commitments that seem now to have lit the other end of my candle.
Future posts will now be published on Friday to better fit my school schedule. Please drop in each Friday to see “what’s cookin’".
It’s been lovely to receive such a warm responses via comments and email to this initial dive into the world of blogs. Your comments are very welcome so keep them coming...and for those of you just peeking: Be Brave! I'd love to hear from you. It’s always nice to know there are people out there at the other end of my keyboard.
See you next week. In the meantime, you may want to stop in at my photography site for a visual tour of Provence and a bit of portraiture. This will be changing with additions and shifts, so tuck it into your favorites folder and visit as you wish.
À votre santé (and mine!)
L
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