This post is about ROSES. I am not sure when my love affair with roses began. Early on. But, Mother did not grow roses. She always said they were too difficult. Instead, she decorated the house with silk roses that Henry George helped her buy. I never liked the silk ones because I was aContinue reading “A ROSE IS A ROSE IS A ROSE….”
A lot is going on over here on the French Riviera. Each day is filled with at least one crisis, often more. And, it is always exciting to go to the mailbox to see what has arrived in this day’s mail. Usually, it is another bill or problem or requirement or whatever. The list goesContinue reading “SMALL THINGS MATTER”
Once again doing my first love – ACTING. Over the past few weeks, as I began to realize that life as I had known it was over, I tried to get a grip because at night, I would panic. Aside from bills, problems, money, crises one-after-another, I realized that I am in France, not CaliforniaContinue reading “CAST IN FRANCE “DAMIEN’S REAWAKENING””
Steve and I had just gotten back from Sardinia. It was a terrific trip – totally unplanned and a spur-of-the-moment happening. We tried to find something close by so that we could get away for a week in July to have a “summer vacation” because the fall would be intense. We would have been hereContinue reading “DYING WHILE MAKING PLANS”
This morning, after my walk and café in the park, I decided to go into my place of serenity and peace – the Jardin du Monastere de Cimiez – with the specific purpose of taking pictures to post on Jayspeak. So, I did. Now, as I have said before, up on the hill of CimiezContinue reading “JARDIN du Monastère de Cimiez”
For years, I have heard that there are five stages of grief – denial, anger, bargaining (with whom? I don’t know. God?), depression, acceptance. And, well-meaning friends have reminded me to remember those stages as I go through this terrible time of loss. Others have told me it will take at least a yearContinue reading “THOUGHTS ABOUT GRIEF”
On October 1, 2015, my husband and I moved to Nice, France. We are currently beginning our 11th month – as residents. It is tricky because we don’t either one speak French. We try to, but — no. A word here and there, but full sentences throw us for a loop. Yet, we have beenContinue reading “JAYSPEAK BEGINS….”
Check out the before and after pics of our French home.
Jayspeak is back!
“The Bells Toll….”