What started as a “once-in-a-lifetime” ten-year anniversary trip has turned into a yearly sojourn. France is like a second home to me now. While I love all the regions, I am torn between a love for Burgundy and a love for Provence. Burgundy is like something out of a fairy tale, filled with endless charm. While Provence is intoxicating with its hilltop villages, sun, warmth, light, and blue skies.
Though I live in upstate New York, I feel a constant tug at my heartstrings to return to a place I adore. I don’t speak much French, but somehow that just adds to the charm, the mystery, the curiosity.
This is a blog not about history, monuments, or museums but about the simple charms of France found in the cobblestone streets, the vineyards, the villages, the blue shutters, the lavender, the sunflowers, the olive groves, the food, the wine. I hope you enjoy discovering these small details along with me on my journey.