COUNTING the DAYS
We’re caught in the middle of daydreaming about our beautiful new home called La Bastide, in Aix-en-Provence, and preparing to leave our wonderful home here. My mood soars the moment I think of Aix and all our travels along the way, and lapses into nostalgia for what I’m leaving behind.
Imagine us waving from the sunny window of the 4th floor of this 18th century home that has been in our landlord’s family for six generations. We will be able to see the changes of weather on the slopes of Mont Sainte-Victoire just a few miles away, and think of Cezanne as he walked to his studio along our little street to paint his images of this mountain.
- Mont Sainte-Victoire, made familiar by Cezanne
- Our new home
