It’s tight season once again in Paris (to be fair, its always tight season here). Being my third fall in France, I’d like to think that I’m getting the hang of French living. I’m a lot stronger , more informed and confident . This past month for me, is a shift between my life in America and coming back into my life in France. Also I’m blessed with the daunting task of finding an apartment. So in the meantime, I’m staying with family, which is a nice buffer to eventually living toute seule. With each autumn-color leaf that falls day after day in the Jardin du Luxembourg, I am creating two beautiful homes that are very far away from each other.