Salisbury Cathedral
This year I’ve divided my time almost equally between the three parts of the world I hold most dear. Many of you have been asking me where I think is ‘home’. I am no longer sure of the place but …
This year I’ve divided my time almost equally between the three parts of the world I hold most dear. Many of you have been asking me where I think is ‘home’. I am no longer sure of the place but …
Lourmarin is ready for Fête de Noël. Frosty white fir trees have appeared along our petite rue below a canopy of lights. Throughout the village, once night has fallen, these fine strings of twinkle line the streets in rows of sparkling ribbons. …
It’s December in Provence, snow has already sprinkled its magic across the villages and as the nights draw in and daylights fades each day, a bitter chill drapes itself like a frozen mantle across the dark golden, sprawling vineyards. Everywhere …