“Live out of your imagination, not your history.”
Steven Covey
Hello friends. I owe you an apology for being delayed with this post. My only excuse is that I am completely inundated with all things “homesteading” over the last few weeks. My days seem to fly by, while evenings draw me into a deep sleep. The “must-do” things take over, while the creative perishes. I couldn’t have imagined how busy these last few weeks were going to be for me.
I’ll give you the bullet-point version of what’s happening:
- I exited Paris at the right time. Within days after I left, stricter COVID-19 restrictions went into effect. This weekend, a curfew was placed over major French cities to slow the infection rates. Paris definitely isn’t as fun now as it was a few weeks ago. You can read more about my big Paris reveal from my last posting here.
- When I arrived in Southwest France, I carried out my own self-imposed quarantine. I had a few days to wait before the house would be ready, so I took some time to be solo. After being in Paris for four weeks, the last thing I wanted to bring back as a souvenir for my friends was a COVID infection!
- On October 1, I became the caretaker of a several-centuries old house. It’s so old, there are no records of it being built. But don’t worry, it’s been modernized over time.
- However, a house this old, still has its complications. I have become intimately familiar with the latest in European septic tanks, or as they say en français, “fosse septique”.
- I have schooled myself on the various tractors/lawn mowers required to maintain a lot of land in Southwest France and even found a trailer to haul things around the garden (including Sofia). Did someone say puppy hayrides?
- I started the proper christening of the house by beginning to paint it immediately. It felt like marking my territory. The smell of fresh paint purged the past and created a literal blank canvas.
- Between Amazon and furniture deliveries, I have been rummaging local estate sales and thrift shops with friends Gregory, Graeme and Maurine to find unique furnishings that are undoubtedly European and surprisingly inexpensive.
- I established my utilities, except for my internet service. That has been problematic. I have received numerous emails in French from the service provider telling me, “We have received your request to cancel your order and refund your deposit. Thank you for being a valued customer.” Oh boy, I’m not sure how to deal with that yet. I have a technician coming this week. Wish me luck!
- I think Sofia is lost in all of this space. I think she is enjoying her new second home. I’m not sure I’ll ever get her back on a leash again when I return to Torino. She is quite the independent girl for being only ten-months old.
- And finally, those four-weeks of French lessons were incredibly helpful. However, they are woefully inadequate for communicating the most important information to delivery persons. So I have learned to say, “You can’t find my house on Google Maps–please use these GPS coordinates.” Many homes in this region were never given street numbers, but just a name. So the addresses were written as “Lieu dit Au Clerc” or “The Place called Au Clerc.” I have one of those addresses, and so far, Google isn’t cooperating with my address request.
Without seeking sympathy, I find myself unusually occupied. It’s a far cry from my lazy mornings in bed with coffee. I do miss the freedom to jump on a train and find myself in another city or country experiencing something new. I’m getting something new alright, it just feels a bit more structured.
Apparently, I’m a glutton for punishment, because admittedly, I no longer enjoy the mundane. I seem to seek out chaos and disruption. This is what my life has been the last few years. I believe it’s exactly what I need. It’s the lesson that continues to go unmastered. Perhaps I’m doing this so that I can eventually find myself comfortable with the uncomfortable.
I am establishing a new social circle here, and after my month in Paris, I have new friends there as well. My life in Italia and France is connecting. I can’t wait for the italiani to come visit. It will shake things up a bit. These masters of all things beautiful will certainly have great discussions over food, wine and culture.
I couldn’t have imagined a life where I can bring together people from such wonderful places to celebrate under one roof. There isn’t a day that goes by that I am not thankful for having the chance to straddle these worlds, and I feel like it is now the time to do so. Admittedly, I have been somewhat irresponsible the last two years. I have tethered myself to nothing, and always found something amazing. Having this house and this land feels like I have a responsibility now. I’m open to where it leads me and how it connects with my past.
I thought I would share with you some photos from around the property. I hope you can feel the magic that rests here.
I’ll leave you with the last interesting tidbit. Two-years ago this week I became recognized as an italiano and a citizen of the European Union. My sister and I began our journey in the small village of Colli a Volturno. We ate great food and drank wonderful wine, while we harvested olives from trees. Our hands crafted cheese and gelato with the caseifici and gelatori, and we met some of the most wonderful people who I still keep in touch with today. I couldn’t have imagined creating this life when I started this journey.
I am beginning to understand the synchronicity of these events. Make no mistake, I would erase everything gained the last two-years to have my husband back again, but I can’t. So, instead, I’m trying to settle into this life as a changed person. Ultimately, I am trying to be someone who can hold the joys of the past, see happiness in the future, and leave the pain behind. I think this change will help. I couldn’t have imagined that I would find myself here, in this place that seems to be so gentle on a bruised soul.
With the current state of affairs across the globe, I imagine there are a few of my readers suffering a bruised soul and the feeling of going nowhere. My advice to you, in the midst of all of the chaos, find what excites you and makes you uncomfortable. Chase that.
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Fabulous! I have been thinking of you revelling in the fall colours of the Luxembourg Gardens, and missing a lunch-meet up, but I am so happy for you, and Sophia, in your new domain. Yes, Paris is confined, and we had a sombre weekend, but we are finding joy, too. Stay well xx
Hello my dear friend! I have been thinking of you too! I know things are difficult in Paris right now, but what I wouldn’t do for a lazy day in Luxembourg Gardens sitting on that beautiful lawn and watching the Parisians go by! Keep finding the joy – and I can’t wait to connect soon! XOXO my friend!
You are an inspiration to me. Seize the day!
Thank you Jill!! There are few words that are as meaningful as yours. Let’s inspire each other! That’s how we get through this. Be well and thank you for following along on my journey. – Luke
So beautiful! It’s a magnificent country, and you picked up Italian, you will easily pick up french… just a few more rules and exceptions. You have accurately captured what we feel here. When has American been blocked to go anywhere because we can’t do something ?? Crazy times my friend. So glad you are happy. Fall is such a beautiful time. I love the house and the land. Stay happy, ….
Oh the French pronunciation!! How do you do it? LOL I do have a language teacher that teaches both..so perhaps that’s going to be the secret. I look forward to having you and Keith visit and we’ll have plenty of things to see. It is a beautiful country.
I have faith that soon..things will calm. It’s an important two weeks ahead, stay well and wonderful my friend!
You are quite right that one cannot bring back the past but one can embrace life and find new interests and friends. They do not fill the void, but add to our life experience. And in the end, we in turn bring new life and experiences to our new found friends, thus enhancing their lives as well. Love you, Papa
Thank you, Dale. The past lingers..but you are correct. The real magic now is recreating a life that feeds the go-forward. I cannot count all of the gifts I received in the past, there are too many. Going forward, I hope to return the blessings. Be well and know that I think of you often and love you too!
I think of you everyday and how busy you must be making the house your home! I’m sure it’s a lot of hard work but you’ve never been afraid of that! I hope that you and Sofia will be happy in your new home. Send pics!
Thank you, Linda! I think of you too..and know how much you would enjoy this region of France. It is hard work – and my painting skills have been tested and failed 🙂 I will be posting pics soon – once I clean up the mess I made inside..LOL. Be well and enjoy the week. Sending a big smooch your way!
The whole experience is an adventure and we’re all so excited for you! I’m really looking forward to visiting you and you can correct my French and I’ll just sneer back.
Thank you Tony! I have a feeling, you’ll be correcting my French. I just met with my new Italian/French teacher today. She suggests one hour a week for each language. She seems to think I’m criss-crossing my languages too much..i said, “Oui..I mean Sì. Certo..certainement.” Oh boy..this is going to be fun!
Those pictures are the best!! I can just imagine sitting anywhere among the trees and vines. They seem to be revealing there beauty a little at a time like your life is revealing itself to you a little at a time. Remind yourself that you are exactly where you are supposed to be. Sending the few good vibrations that are left from across the pond. Love, hugs, and kisses.
Thank you Sis! I cannot wait to show you around on your next visit. I think you will find the same beauty reveal itself that I have found here. I’m always willing to let you take the tractor out for a spin – while I ride in the trailer. You always were the better driver. Thanks for the good vibrations. Keep some for yourself. You’re going to need them the next few weeks during the election 🙂 Big hug and kiss back atcha! Love you!
Luke,
These few photos are simply amazing and so beautiful, and inviting! I need to sit on that bench! When will we see before and after photos of the inside? What to u use for transportation into town? Or village, not sure where exactly you are or what you are close to. I am looking forward to the days i can just “be”. How long are you staying in this home?
My dad has unfinished banking business in Lisbon and i will need to go at some point because they told him that he needs to be there in person with me if he wants me to be able to handle anything for him. At this point he doesn’t even remember that but i know i will have to go eventually. How fun would it be to look u up when i am there?
Marg, thank you for your comment. I’m glad you like the photos as well! There are many things to captivate the eye around the property – and I tried to share the most interesting of all! As I mentioned in the post, the one of the sun reflecting from that beautiful maple tree is my favorite. It’s far in the distance – but it’s impossible not to see. For transportation, I’m renting a car for now. I’m only 7 minutes from the village of Nérac..which is where you will find all of the conveniences of a small town. Check out the photos on Google, it’s where Henry IV was born. I’m 20 minutes from the city of Agen, which is where the high speed TVG connects you to Bordeaux and Paris. I’m not sure how long I will be here. As long as I need to be I guess. I have never really found my forever home – so I imagine this is going to be perfect for now.
If you make it to Lisbon, please be sure to let me know. Portugal is actually not that far from Southwest France..would love for our paths to cross. Be well – and I hope you, your father, and your family stay well through all of this discord.
Another amazing blog Lou! I feel your joy and courage. Thank you for the inspiration. Love it!
Thank you Vivian for your kind comments. Knowing that you enjoy the posts..keeps me going! Sometimes I find my courage and joy are tested, but each time I take a pause, and focus on the gratefulness. It’s always a work in progress. I’m glad you found some inspiration in this latest posting and I wish you the best! Thanks for staying in touch and for following along.
Always enjoy readying your blogs. You are brave and have a great sense of adventure. Your place looks beautiful. We never get over our loss, we just move forward with our life. And often, that requires us to be a different person than we were before and forces us grow in ways we wouldn’t otherwise by pushing us out if our comfort zone. Enjoy your journey!
Thank you, Armine. I appreciate your kind words. Sometimes I have the courage of a lion, and there are many times I feel a retreat is necessary. It’s the ebb and flow of adventure! I really do think this place found me – and it will be something of a focus to turn to, when the feeling of loss are tugging with force. You are correct, I can get hit with a wave of grief out of nowhere, and then I find myself struggling to find my footing again. Even this house has a different meaning without the partnership of doing it with someone else, but it will be good for me. I know I need this now, and then – we will see where it leads me. Be well and thanks for always being supportive of my story.
Your property is beautiful Lou. I’m anxious to see pictures of your house. I’m fascinated by old homes. Give Sophia a belly rub for me. Love you. Lynda
Thank you dear!! It’s definitely got a special feeling to it, and it’s natural state is just beautiful. I’m working on the inside and hope to reveal in a few weeks. I have some work to do after this painting (UGH!)…but it’s all good! Sofia is definitely getting plenty of belly rubs. The French have taken to her just like the Italians. “Très mignon!” Is her new calling card..although I’m trying to teach her some commands in French, but she’s a bit stubborn and prefers Italiano. Big hug to you..and let’s all hope the next few weeks go our way! Love you dearly and miss you!
Lucca,
Your new home was meant to be! The land and house look serene and beautiful. And once you put your designer touches on the house it will be warm, inviting, and everything “Lucca”. You and Sophia are going to have a blast in your new digs. You have worked hard Over the last 2 years to not fit in but to belong!
Enjoy your new community. Be safe and know that we Gina and I are sending our love!!!
Lisa,
Thank you! I do think there’s a reason I’m here and this place is a perfect spot to pause and rebuild. I’m definitely enjoying the project..and have so much to do in the garden. It will keep me busy for quite some time. The inside is coming along, and I hope to entertain you and Gina here soon!
You are right – it’s now about the belonging versus just trying to keep up and fit in. I guess the lesson here, is give up and fitting in..and just be yourself in the places that enable you to do that!
XOXO and sending lots of love you both and the 🐾🐾.
Congratulations on the new house! So happy for you. Let’s catch up soon. xoxo
Thank you Shane! It’s definitely going to need a “rebrand strategy” LOL. Let’s definitely talk soon..I need a Shane fix. Be well and thanks for following.