Happy New Year to all! May the Year of the Horse send you galloping toward the realization of your dreams while giving you plenty of…
I had this cabbage in my purse this morning and it went to mass with us. I’m afraid it accidentally got blessed. What the…
Before the Kiss of Peas, Père Wang and Père de Lescault called a group of demoiselles up to the altar. Twelve teen-age girls emerged timidly,…
Friends, I will be on a train to Bruges in an hour or so, but before barreling down to the Gare du Nord, I want…
Several weeks ago we found out that the legendary Edith Piaf was baptized in our humble, faux-Gothic, John-the-Baptist-adoring Belleville parish! Yes, Edith the Sparrow, born…
(Mass under the pines at Huntington Lake) Père Boyardee will be blessing our children’s school backpacks this morning at mass in what he calls La…
Among the books I packed for summer vacation is a second-hand 1930 edition of Willa Cather’s Death Comes For the Archbishop. If you’re not familiar…
Two days ago in the Berry region of France, I gleefully played George Sand. In this game of pretend, my lover Frederick Chopin has just…
Photo by artist Michael McCarthy Friends! My blog now has a new subscription service and I would be grateful if you’d take a moment…
In November I made the decision to quit my job but it wasn’t until February that the negotiations around my departure began in earnest. Unfortunately…