FRENCH VILLAGE LIFE

A Dead Sheep On My Dashboard, Funereal Gloom & Days Of Torpor

Trying to deal with the August canicule as the French do . . .with a few concessions

A building in Languedoc, France, blue shuttered windows and a statue of a cross
Languedoc, France (author’s photo)

August by the third week feels like a guest who has stayed too long. This year, it wore out its welcome early — before it even arrived in fact. Enough with the heat, July was already the hottest on record, I would have…

--

--

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store
Janice Macdonald

Janice Macdonald

At 68, I started a new chapter in my life: I moved to France. Alone. It turned out to be quite the page-turner. Still is — even when age insists on a part.