Arriving home, from home.
I’m back in Paris, and cheating the time difference, because it’s already early morning here. I’m sorry; I’ve fallen behind a little in this notebook, what with the travel and the eldercare that (surprise, surprise) did not go to plan this week. In the cab on the way back from Charles de Gaulle airport, I noticed that trees and shrub…
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