Here is the future bedroom for all our French friends and family to stay in when they come and visit. Okay, okay, maybe not quite enticing enough to book your tickets yet, but just wait – in a few months there will be a floor! And drywall! And windows! And maybe even a ceiling!
We may go nuts and put a bed in here too.
This summer while we were in France one of our projects was to repaint our shutters at La Maison des Deux Clochers.
When we repainted them the first time after buying the house in 1998 the mode in Burgundian villages was to stain shutters a hideous dark brown colour.
I stomped in like the oblivious foreigner that I was and repainted ours what I thought was a stunning shade of periwinkle.
The villagers were shocked and horrified. Franck’s grandmother Meme consoled me by saying that dans le temps shutters in Burgundy were painted every colour of the rainbow.
Anyway, in the past ten years the villagers have gotten used to my periwinkle shutters – dare I say from the amount of people painting their shutters a similar shade of periwinkle that they have even grown to like them?
So when we repainted our shutters this summer I upped the ante and went with an even more daring shade of lavender.
Scandale! We have managed to make waves all over again.
But I know that Meme up there on the Mont Saint Victor approves and I’d bet that a few years from now lavender shutters will start popping up around Magny-les-Villers and Villers-la-Faye like crocuses.
My parents are in Burgundy now, staying at La Maison de la Vieille Vigne and I am feeling very jealous delighted for them. Two nights ago they had a lovely cheese fondue dinner at Martial and Isabelle’s with Charlotte and Marco and all the gang of kids while I stomped around an articifical turf here in Victoria at my Charlotte’s Saturday morning soccer game (something I promised myself I would never agree too, but as Franck always says, Ne dis jamais “Fontaine, je ne boirai pas de ton eau“) trying very hard not to think of all the fun and delicious food that was going on without me.
Luckily they were eating cheese fondue, which I made myself so completely sick on when I was in my mid-20s (not the fault of a bad gallbladder at that point, but rather of sheer gluttony) that I still cannot stomach it even to this day. Still, that wasn’t enough to make me not long to be there with them.
Anyway, the next morning Le Monstre Vert (our ancient Ford Mondeo) that my parents are borrowing died in Beaune and my Dad had the smart idea of Martial. Within minutes Martial came roaring up in his impeccable black sedan and whipped out his toolkit. As I said to my dad on the phone, I have never met anyone as well equipped as Martial in every occasion. Anyway, out came Martial’s roadside emergency kit. My Dad eyed it, impressed. Martial unzipped it and pulled out the first item on top which was…a corkscrew.
Ahhhhhh Burgundy. Vous me manquez.
Due to health reasons we just got a last-minute cancellation for La Maison de la Vieille Vigne from October 11-27th. It’s a perfect time of year for biking, walking, and winetasting in Burgundy using our adorable little stone cottage as a base.
Just email me with any questions!
Sorry for the continued lack of posting – I haven’t been very well and have spent most of last week at the doctor’s office – with an exciting middle of the night ER visit two nights ago just to break up the tedium! Anyway, really keeping fingers crossed that normal life (and regular posting here) will resume soon.
In the meantime, our most recent guest at La Maison des Chaumeswho also happens to be a writer for the travel industry posted a few posts on her French vacation blog about her stay in Villers-la-Faye.
To read more, just click here. Enjoy!
You may or may not have noticed a definite dearth of posting here in August.
There were a few reasons why I took a break. First of all, I really felt I needed to step back and think about what direction I wanted this blog to go in in the next year. I figured August was a good time to do this as many people are away from their computers (and rightly so) to enjoy their summers.
We were also extremely busy with friends here from France for the whole month of August and with the planning of our new house that is now actually a huge excavated hole (thanks to out lawn ornament as seen in the photo above). My computer time was severely curtailed and it was all I could do to get the absolutely essential emails done for work, let alone blog about anything. My lack of tiem meant that I had to choose between living and blogging about living; I chose the former.
But today the girls are back in school and Clem is back in daycare. Ahhhhh….there is something very reassuring about going back to a routine. So I will be back to blogging again about life in France, life in Canada, and that murkey area in between. Oh yeah, and The Hole.
Franck and I have been meaning to try this amazing sounding endroit called La Ferme de la Ruchotte, but didn’t have the time this summer. Luckily Marjorie has sussed it out for her lucky clients.
Ah-hah! While I am too busy feverishly living life to either; a) think about whether I am living it authentically, or b) breathe, Marjorie is taking care of the business of artful living in Beaune. Check out this new page from her website for the “Dinner With the Cook“.
I will be blogging very soon about the INCROYABLE dinner we had at Marjorie’s lovely apartment in Beaune, but in the meantime here is something to celebrate summer, Frenchitude-style.
You must check out her new website, and, if you are in Beaune, reserve a spot at one of her phenomenal market tours and lunches or dinners with the cook. It will be one of the favorite parts of your trip – promis.