I was striving and pondering the purpose of life
In that beautiful City of Light.
(But I’m not, anymore.)
In a six-floor walk-up chambre de bonne in Paris, in 2011,
I was very far from heaven.
That’s how it starts, more or less.
The missionary journey and all that.
It’s late this year. I can’t believe we’re picking strawberries in Vermont in July!
I made freezer jam with my aunt. And ate a lot of strawberries.
I had the juice mixed with a bit of bubbly water. Strawberry spritzer!
In the afternoon I had tea with strawberries and biscuits.
I’ve been drinking Speeder’s Blend in the French press. Good stuff. It’s from Speeder and Earl’s in Burlington.
I learned if you buy a pound you get a free cup of coffee. Which then allows one to have a taste of a different kind…