mandarine

At least, that’s what the trees believe. Never mind the snow.

Too busy over there to write here. But I give you flowers so you can forgive me.

I cannot remember when it started. Maybe the turning point was shortly after I started on my first job eleven years ago, when I explicitly told my wife that although I had one of the most prestigious degrees in France, I would not go for the associated prestigious careers. Instead of using my position to get the highest paychecks, I’d be using it to get the best quality of life possible.

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To the day. My thoughts go to readers living downunder.

Went into the garden to clear the picnic table (we’d been having a ‘party’). Thought ambient light looked weird. Looked up. Ran to fetch camera. Congratulated myself. Wanted to share.

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Dragged from under the cupboard so I could take the picture: Mandarine’s new bed.

Three weeks ago, our beloved Mandarine gave birth to a litter of kittens. She is now, at age four, the proud mother of seven.

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A list of 19.99 non-commercial things that are invaluable nonetheless:

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