"The essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest." -E.B. White, in the Foreword to his collection "Essays"
Tuesday, May 26
I made it to Mont Ste-Odile and back without getting lost OR dying
. . . Okay, so this is just a teaser. More to come later!
Except it'll have to wait for next week, because I'm going to Domremy the day after tomorrow! Next updates will be coming from Giverny, land of tourists and poppies.
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