Saturday, March 21, 2015

The fourth season




Greetings from Switzerland.



Today is Guigui's birthday. That little Parisian turns two. For the third straight year the Guiger rings in the spring.

We moved here in summer, lasted the fall, skied a short winter, now it's time to see what spring is like here.

How was the summer? It was full of walks in green mountains and fun by shiny lakes. There was a first day at a new school, a climb up a castle. There were boats to Corsica and friends in the Southwest of France. It closed with Gongo's birthday. No party, we didn't know anyone.

And the fall? It opened with mama's birthday. Guigui got his first haircut, finally. There were sunny days and more walks. We had circus , wine and fun close by. Fico's visit, mimi's visit, papa's departure far away. Inès turned eight. She got a party. In fact, the museum almost had to shut down. This isn't the ENC...



The winter came late. We had Christmas with Ata after the school shows. We skated and, eventually skied. When we did ski it was a lot. Except when papa hurt his leg, then it was Paris, the center of the universe.

Yesterday morning, a short eclipse opened the door to our fourth season in Nyon. It seemed to say, happy birthday Raphaël, this is your spring, and it's going to be special.







If you're retired and don't have enough money to travel or know how to play bridge, you may feel a little less guilty wasting your time on these:



Cross the waters with us to Corsica: Please pass the wild boar

Or cross France with us to St. Jean de Luz: Santiago anyone?

Walk with us? Take a hike

Again? I said take a hike!

Trip to the land of swiss cheese? Is it me or is it the fondu?

Care to see who came to Inès' 8th birthday? Let them eat cake

Stage fright? Limelight becomes me

Another visit by Père Noël? But I was bad this year!

How about New Year's in Chamonix? So close to heaven, it must be

Care to see who came to Ata's 80th birthday? Crème de la crème

A return to Eden? Heaven is on Earth

What does a normal winter day look like in Nyon? You call this normal?

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