Thanksgiving Day, 2015. The last Thursday in November starts in the usual way, for France and ourselves – we’re not doing anything special for this holiday. Catherine’s off to school by 8:30, and I’ve got about two hours before I need to go to the train station. My brain feels full, I’m not really in the holiday mood. I’m behind on my writing and in addition this month’s journal for the website was supposed to be an interview with the owner of the Le Ambassade de Vin – the local wine store, but I Continue Reading
