A French Country Weerkend

A gorgeous herb wreath punctuated with kumquats (!)

          As one of you told me (anonymously) a month or so ago, "enough already" with your fruit eating and wish making. Knowing you, I thought you were too polite and kind to come right out and say I was annoying you with a boring subject, so I kept on wishing and consuming my fruits in silence.

         You know the French "tradition." For every fruit one eats for the first time in a calendar year, we can make a wish. I was doing that with a frenzy you may recall and was, I must admit, starting to run out of fruits. I had decided today I would buy a few kumquats and then look forward to 2013 so I could eat an apple.

         However! My wish came true even before I stocked up on kumquats. I'll tell you about it sometime in the new year; I promise. All I can say now is, this will be our best Christmas ever. I may say that every year, as Andrea points out, but, really, trust me on this; it is.

         Weather report: more rotten rain resulting in one very large wet dog and it appears, unfortunately, no snow on the horizon for Paris and our part of the country. Sun is predicted for Monday, so all is well.

          A demain mes très, très, très chers amis and thank you for reading and writing.