The olive tree has produced for the first time and it feels momentous. It has survived years of overseas separation, a journey of its own (from Melbourne to Sydney when we returned from France) and neglect (left to thrive for way too long before I noticed it and gave it some attention).
Bearing fruit, growth, replenishment, reaching up and nurture are some of the words of the moment although, just as I am not sure how to turn my olives into something palatable, I am not entirely sure how best to approach our next adventure.
Yes, we do have news.
More on that, very soon.
PS I took this screen shot (above) from the Instagram account of @chateaugudanes. I do not know the owners of this castle. It was the photo itself that spoke to me. A collection of unassuming chairs ... or the promise of joy, animation and togetherness?
PPS My writing journey has led me to many beautiful souls. If you have not yet had a chance to read my second memoir 'Weaving a French Life: An Australian story,' it would give me so much pleasure if you could do so through the affiliate links to Kristi and Mardi below. They take a couple more clicks to get to where you want to go, but they cost you nothing. Merci et à bientôt.
For print copies: Head to Kristi's blog at French Word-A-Day and scroll down until you see my book in her list of recommended reading on the RHS of the page.
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