Welcome to my new blog!

Saturday, April 9th, 2005
For those of you who come to my site on a regular basis, I’m sure you have noticed that it looks entirely new. I’ve been doing an on-line journal since 2001-hard to believe-and I guess you could call it a blog but I’ve decided to set up the site as a true blog and my son, Jason, is helping me. Excuse the disorder while I am trying to figure out how to do it all.
For those new to my site, I moved to Paris in 2001 having married a Frenchman with zero knowledge of the French language or the French in general, which is how I came up with the title, Frenchless In France. Four years later, and my French is still horrible, much to my shame, but I love my life here and all that France has to offer. Maurice and I have also built a house in Provence and, when I am there, I post about my experiences there. If you click on photo journal on the right you can get a look at what we did in Provence, as well as earlier entries in my journal.
I am writing this today in Provence. I am sitting at a desk I brought with me from the States and if I look to my left I can see a fabulous view which the back of our house faces. We are in a fairly isolated area and I can often hear an approaching car or truck headed for our house long before it arrives here. At night I can see the moving headlights of cars on a hill about ten miles away. Spring is having a tough time arriving here. It is coming in like a lion, as they say We had rain all day yesterday and, although the skies are now blue and the sun is out, there is a nasty wind out there to make the freezing temperatures feel even lower. The Mistral, as the wind is called, is the one thing I don’t like about living in Provence.

Death of the Pope

The Pople has died, as most of the world knows, and I have found it is a much larger issue here in Europe than it was in the States. There was almost full time coverage on the news right before he died and, of course, when he did. The funeral was shown on every tv station from beginning to end. Maurice and I went to Notre Dame when a mass was done for his soul the day after his death. We couldn’t even get near the cathedral. The huge area in front was packed with people. There was a huge screen set up outside so that the mass inside the cathedral could be seen. Everyone seems very moved by his death. He did do alot of work trying to bring peace between countries.