Why oh why do I have a cold in August? I am shivering at my desk, huddled in my new Stella cardi, feebly sipping Itsu miso soup and knocking back extra strength Berrocca. The only way to beat this is a break in the sunshine - which luckily I have tomorrow. In just one short flight I will be in Bordeaux, at my mama's glorious ramshackle old farmhouse, surrounded by sunflower fields. We'll celebrate the engagement with fizz in the garden, float in the nearby river, eat crepes in the village square, read a tower of books, mooch around the local brocantes for charming wedding tchotkes and talk until the sun goes down and the bats take to the skies and the stars begin to shoot.
Bring me sunshine!
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