In the last year so many people have asked me why I chose to move to France, Even more have asked me why I chose this specific region and why now at this specific point in my life? I suppose I’ve gotten used to answering but it gets redundant. In the end, it really is quite simple. I needed a big change. I needed to grow. I felt I almost had no choice and I was sick of deliberating it. I jumped and for the most part it worked out.

France is a beautiful country rich in history and varied landscape. I had no idea how special the area I chose was until I watched it change through the seasons. In prior posts, I have noted the difference in climate and color. I have even referenced the smells (both good and bad) unique to my corner of the world.

Today I thought I would just add some pictures. They better explain “because” than my words. I hope you enjoy.