Springtime in France

France has much to recommend no matter the season, but springtime is my favorite. As we spend much of our time on the canals, you can be sure there will be plenty of water, the countryside is a feast of flowers, the temperature is comfortable and mosquitos have not yet arrived.

We do not often see formal, manicured, gardens. In my mind, these gardens are a reflection of how I have come to know the French people- kind, and mindful of what matters most to them. It is a delight to observe young children in a restaurant, cafe, or park. They are not required to sit in silence at the table. They often wander about, play with other children, and snatch a French fry from the plate of an adult. Crying or anger is rare, and when it is seen, is calmly and lovingly addressed by an adult.

On a side note (while related in my mind) dogs are welcome in venues where they would not be in many other countries. This is not quite as prevalent as it once was. The observation that French dogs are remarkably well behaved has been studied. They are often unleashed, but rarely stray from their owner or show aggression. At the same time, their obedience is immediate.

It is true, that adherence in France to picking up dog excrement is not high. I imagine their reasoning is – it is natural fertilizer and will be gone in a short while; the plastic bags used to pick up the waste is more of a pollutant. We do however, pick our dog Duhkxy’s poop up.

Duhkxy

Back to the beautiful Spring flowers

Back to Canaling

Our first experience on the French Canals began in April, 2017 on our brand new sailboat “Ice Floe deux”. We bought her in Cherbourg. Cherbourg is situated in the north of France on the English Channel.

This depicts the extensive canals and waterways of Europe. The arrow in this photo between France and England points to Cherbourg and the arrow on the Mediterranean coast points to Nice (approximately).

On this voyage we passed through beautiful villages, vineyards of great distinction, the very heart of Paris, Lyon, and many other cities. Our trip on the canals ended in Nice, on the Mediterranean coast. The trip took 3 weeks.

We flew through 189 locks, and crossed 2 aqueducts as we bisected France from North to South following a brisk itinerary that involved joining guests and family at specific locations.

There are quite a few Blogs on this site detailing this amazing journey. We knew we must come back. This time, we would immerse ourselves in all France has to offer at a snail’s pace.

Speaking of Snails…

Snails, we have concluded, thrive in France – with little to no sense of boundaries.

They sneak in through your windows (we have put up screens)
Snails find their way to planters on the boat deck (we gently send them back to land).

It is well known that many snails are eaten in France prepared as escargot. I cannot personally verify that the small garden snails we have been entertained with are eaten, but I do see some reference to that in my reading.

The snails we have been observing are most active in the rainy season. They are known to display a very interesting behavior during very dry and hot weather. We saw this shortly after we arrived. It did not rain for a solid month and temperatures were a stifling high 90s and low 100s.

During hot, dry spells, this is a photo of snails “aestivating” – having climbed up a tree or stalk, they cover the opening to their shells with a thin membrane, and remain dormant until weather conditions improve.

We have also seen larger snails that appear to have partially buried themselves in the soil.

These, and many more interesting things await our discovery as we canal our way through the miles and miles of French canals.

Never too late for a new ride

On, July 12, 1975, it rained so hard at my childhood home, the streets flooded. It was George’s and my wedding day. Fifty years later, we are celebrating our wedding anniversary, on our Canal Boat in France and the rain won’t quit.

Our lives have included a roller coaster of twists and turns and ups and downs. The anchor has always been our daughters, their husbands, our grandchildren, and our extended family.

After retirement our love of exploring the world took us away from home most of the year. It made sense to sell our home, but this was an incredibly hard decision for me. George had designed and built this home and we had planned for it to be our “Forever Home”. I will never stop “missing” this home, but life poses difficult choices. A large family including a grandmother, husband and wife, and four children now live there and we wish them much joy and memories.

We now live on Ice Floe while sailing, our canal boat “Detour” in France, a small minivan while visiting family in the US, an apartment in my brother’s home in Florida and a beautiful home in Carriacou, while needing a bit of extended landlubber time,

Future blogs will not always be chronological. They will be about experiences we hope you will enjoy reading about and know we will enjoy revisiting.