While born in Montreal, I was raised in in the south of France from age four to fifteen, living in Antibes and later Aix-en-Provence.
While this was long before the age of digital photography and my old prints and slides have not yet been brought back to life—and thus cannot document those times—France forever owns my heart.
Just back from the Alps, a headful of beauty and the many magical instants—which together a memory make—are keeping Marie and I up and running. I will find time to sort, develop and comment many pictures. Soon. Stay tuned. Mont Blanc panorama (P.S. We did not walk up!) Why do people climb mountains? Because […]