Journal - Page 7 of 12

“When in the presence of a child, get on the floor.” – Zadie Smith

On the loveliest day of the summer, the year, the decade, on a terrace.

lemons as sweet as plums and as large as bell peppers; grapefruits the size of birthday balloons…

“Here, Oscar Wilde spent a night.”

It is a fact that pizza tastes better in the morning.

La Chaine du Passé. Marc Aulès. 1939. The plot thickens…

There is no reason for artists to paint, birds to sing,

It meant something hot berry pink, lemon yellow, on a thin white stick, shaped like a raindrop.

A little seaside town; white beaches dotted with little fishermen’s boats. Green nets, straw baskets. Little houses, little lives.

I promise every page in the atlas, every window seat. I promise one day we’ll build tents by rivers, under pine trees.