Well, from one magical place to another I have been swept from one Australia back to Europe. I miss already; the sea, the beach, the big sky and all the small creatures in the sand. After a long flight my body and mind begin to settle into the greenery of a rustic spring landscape. Lilacs, irises, small white roses, and the mighty chestnut trees (les maronniers) abound surrounding the house. Le Belvedere has suffered my absence without too much complaint. Only the balconies couldn't resist the long weeks of snow and thus they have dropped piles of plaster and old cement from underneath. Stoic it is, this house, but like everything else in life, nothing resists the fury of Nature. These small crab designs (above) are washed away daily, a reminder that I too, need to live one day at a time.