Three thousand two hundred fifty years ago, a woman in her fifties was buried in a valley between the rivers Yonne and Seine in northeastern France, wearing the most extraordinary adornments. In early March 2023, I had the pleasure of visiting Musée d’Archéologie Nationale in Saint-Germain-en-laye, where the funerary adornments are exhibited…

Vanoise, 2500 meters. I don’t believe there are any words in any human tongue that can describe what is taking place on the inside by walking in this place. With every step closer to the mountains the deeper you step into the heart of the earth. A heart that’s been open and inviting for millions of years…

”Follow the path the shepherds use. Along the left side of the stream, marked with cairns”. With the hands pressed against the curves of the cliffs, the southern slopes of Mont Bégo is rounded. Does the cave slightly higher carry the memories of those who carved into the mountain sides five thousand years ago?…”

~ from Tarascon to Saint-Rémy de provence, Glanum, les-Baux-de-provence, Fontvielle and Arles.

Hello you beautiful. So you’ve now ended up here. These first lines are written to you from the lovely south of France, where I have slowly been settling in since August last year. There is so much I love about this part of the world; the proximity to the sea, the amazing light, the vibrant and cosy alleys, the scent of herbs and lavendel, the markets and cathedrals, the warm breeze through the olive trees, the picteresque stone villages, people’s politeness towards each other, the spontanious and enriching conversations with those you meet on the street… I’m sure you’d love it here too…