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Ten Perfect Minutes

Ten Perfect Minutes

We’d just finished a delicious Thanksgiving dinner, the turkey juicy and tender, the cranberry sauce filled with sweet chunks of apple, the carrots aromatic with five-spice. It was our first holiday together since Corona struck, and I think each of us, some more consciously than 

Reliving a Sweet Moment

Reliving a Sweet Moment

If you allow it to, one sweet moment can keep giving joy. I first learned this when I was writing my book, “Small: The Little We Need for Happiness,” and I have been rediscovering it ever since. The trick is to remember how powerful reimagining 

A Moment

Last Saturday, I met Jonah and Amelie, my oldest granddaughter, in a city park in Piedmont, California. Poppy was off at a soccer tournament, but Amelie, who had been exposed to Covid, was quarantining and couldn’t play in hers. Feeling Amelie’s disappointment, and having received 

One Hug

My two granddaughters have very different personalities. While Poppy, who is eight, is passionate and affectionate, Amelie, the ten-year-old, tries to keep an even keel and prefers expressions of irony to emotion. I, of course, appreciate Amelie’s humor, but have found myself lately longing for 

In Spite of Goodbye

In Spite of Goodbye

Our first few weeks in Pujols I felt guilty. I had traded an environment where Covid was constantly on everybody’s mind, along with climate change, politics and the imminent possibility of massive wild fires, for a medieval village in the south of France, where for 

Just One Scene

Just One Scene

Stephen and I have been walking the trail around the village for the last few months, down from the top of the hill, around the circumference of the valley below Pujols, then back up to the top, and on once again into the village. The 

A Love Story

Right before Covid hit, a friend went to the Metropolitan Opera film of “Porgy and Bess” at a local movie theatre, in a small village in France. She had been planning to attend with another friend, but that friend had made an unexpected trip to 

One Small Group

Imagine this: Eight friends sitting outdoors around a wooden table overlooking the valley below. The table is filled with bottles of wine, a cheeseboard and baguettes, a beautiful wreath of gougere, and a bowl of rillettes (a confit of pork meat). The sky above the 

One Small Bird

Several evenings ago, I was working upstairs, and Stephen was preparing dinner downstairs, when he called me to come help him. “What is it?” I yelled, hoping to have time to finish the page I was writing. “Just come!” he said quietly but definitively. So 

A Big Small Story

A Big Small Story

Driving to a picnic with some friends, old and new, Genvieve, a seamstress told a story. The day before, a young woman in a wheelchair had come into her shop. She had admired a skirt and top in the window and wondered if she could