I have a love-detest relationship with the French language. It possesses remarkable depth and nuance, flowing elegantly while never pronouncing the last part of any word. However, its conjugations are … Continue reading “That’s not false”
I have a love-detest relationship with the French language. It possesses remarkable depth and nuance, flowing elegantly while never pronouncing the last part of any word. However, its conjugations are … Continue reading “That’s not false”
“Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” The sky darkened, the ground shook, the seas swelled, and inside the temple of Jerusalem, the great veil tore. For most of … Continue reading The Day the Veil Tore
Last weekend, I wandered down to the shore and gingerly stepped into the water, an act I instantly regretted. The cold hit my foot, and I yanked it out before … Continue reading Why Fish on Friday?
Saint Valentine, a third-century Christian priest, defied Emperor Claudius II’s ban on marriage by performing secret unions for young couples. His actions led to his arrest and subsequent execution on February 14, 269 AD. Over time, his feast day transformed from a commemoration of martyrdom to a celebration of love and romance.
Last weekend, Sammy and I hiked from Sainte Croix to La Couronne. A trail along the white cliffs that we have walked countless times. Under the blue skies, the waves … Continue reading Pulled off the Path
Crêpes or a groundhog. Which one would you choose? On February 2nd, France celebrates La Chandeleur. Officially, this day commemorates the Presentation of Jesus in the Temple of Jerusalem, forty days after his … Continue reading La Chandeleur