I'm a lover of creativity and movement, expressed through photography, words, travel and sports.
On January 3rd, 2016, I was sitting in a cozy kitchen while Les was upstairs in the office, both of us having scoffed down a pastry with a robust coffee after taking the dogs for a walk. In the warmth, we enjoyed watching the snowfall outside in a French village.
It's a jolly, ho-ho-ho, and a happy, merry time of year. Isn't it? The trees think so.
The neighbourhood curiosity.
I happily read Janis's account of her recent road trip and discovering an extraordinary bookshop. It made me think about the bookshops Les, and I had stumbled across while strolling along city streets, especially one where somebody can find the real heart and soul of a city in iconic places that have defined cool since “cool” became a word.
When an architectural design is mentioned, most of us automatically start thinking of cathedrals, usually on a grand scale or the visual eye-catcher of a modern museum.
Life at No. 22 