July 26, 2014

cueillette de myrtilles chez les grands-parents


This evening my dad flew in from the States, and so at supper our whole extended family was together again for the first time in a year. We chased each other and gave each other kisses and picked blueberries off of my grandparents' bushes. It's so good to be home again.

July 23, 2014

going home


“Home is the nicest word there is.” 
 
Laura Ingalls Wilder

And this weekend, I am going home to this beautiful, wonderful place for a glorious month of reveling in my far-away home with my far-away people. Get me on the plane already!

July 19, 2014

san juan island ferry


The ferry always feels like home.