Paris and Back

I’m back from ten days in Paris with my husband and a Montana granddaughter. We saw all the sights. The Eiffel Tower at night from a river cruise…

Eiffel tower at night

We took a cooking class. That’s Chef Constance in the red apron. We went to the markets, bought fresh ingredients, came back to cook and then ate the best meal we had in Paris. I learned I’d never cooked mushrooms properly.

Ellen cooking

We walked and walked and walked. Took the subway and rode buses. My FitBit was still on East Coast time, but clocked one day at over nine miles. The granddaughter got oriented right away and after two days I think we could have turned her loose and she would have found her way back to the hotel.

We love Paris, despite the drama two years ago when Roger’s leg was broken in the subway and he had to have emergency surgery. It was so much fun to introduce the City of Lights to our granddaughter. She’ll go back at some point and explore. We were thrilled to be able to open that door for her.

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Now that I’m home there are things to accomplish.

While I was gone both Laura and I both were elected to the board of Eastern Shore Writers Association. We had lunch last Thursday with the incoming President, Mindie Burgoyne, to plan strategy. The Association needs to revisit what it’s members want it to be. That process will begin in July. I am the new Parlimentarian. Robert’s Rules of Order is on its way from Amazon. Laura is the new Secretary.

Bay to Ocean Writers Conference plans continue. We have most of the speakers lined up but need commitments from a few more. Then work on the website begins. Registration for the early March conference begins in October. We always sell out and have a long waiting list.

I’m involved in the annual summer Membership drive for the Eastern Shore Writers Association. There are labels to make from the database for the renewal letters which go out in mid July. Then work begins on the Member Directory as the renewals come in.

Laura and I are planning to publish our screenplays (and one play) on Kindle. I was working on the formatting before this trip. We need to decide on a strategy. All of them at once? One a week? And, of course, how to let the world know they’re out there.

We’ve had lots of rain and the helicopters from our six maple trees are sprouting endlessly. If I wasn’t pulling up the baby trees, our lot would be totally overgrown in a couple of years. When I get over my jet lag and am feeling less like I barely survived the Zombie apocalypse, I’ll spend some time every day pulling weeds.

My bed at the St. Michaels Community Garden is doing well. Eight Roma tomato plants and a couple of rows of beans. That bed gets more sun than my raised beds at home, although I have tomatoes here as well. I’ve already eaten a few Sungold cherry tomatoes and have fruit on all the other tomato plants – the heirloom Nebraska Wedding plants I raised from seed and the Costoluto Fiorentino given to me by a yoga class friend. She had been in Italy and said there were only two kinds of tomatoes in the markets. Romas (paste tomatoes) and these ridged Costolutos. She tracked down seeds, started them and I was a lucky recipient. Canning tomato sauce will begin by the end of July.

For now, between ticking off the list, I’m trying to keep up the walking. Those croissants are going to take their toll if I don’t. Paris was wonderful, but it’s good to be home.

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