Finally, a few photos of our nest just northwest of Paris. We made the decision to move outside of the Paris limits last fall (for Parisians it’s a “big deal” believe it or not). Needless to say, we couldn’t be happier where we are, and in our little nest. Asnières is like a village, filled with families and buildings that look like those of Paris… and my commute is shorter to work than when I lived IN Paris. Bref.
As an expat in Paris having a nest is what grounds me. Really, though. This space we have made our own, that reflects so much of each of our lives really makes Paris even better for me. It’s filled with new memories, and the walls and shelves are adorned with older ones. Everything I have is here in France (a few specific things like my artwork when I was a kid, or my oboe and recital music books and orchestra shiww, a few knick knacks and maybe a quilt…). It’s a pretty crazy thing to think about, but I suppose after 6 1/2 years one’s life solidifies in that place.
Redecorating the place has been just the best time, really a true hoot, and we are loving having so much light compared to our last nest in the 16th. I think we’re set for a while. Much more unneeded thrifting to be done, as per usual…