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Antibes and Musings

Try the love cereal in Antibes!

If I were a mermaid on a balcony, I’d surely choose Antibes as my habitat.

I’d let my hair flow in the sea breeze. The salt from the breeze would fill my hair and make it look like a lion’s mane.

My special guests (my kids), with cameras in their hands, would come and mess my mermaid lion mane and then take photos and videos with a non-social device. Do memories exist if we don’t publically share them? Why yes.

Chubby cheeks, and they still want to travel with boring old Mum. The years pass and big boy gestures appear. An interest in music, toys discarded. Secret phone calls and whispered giggles.

As long as we feed them with love cereal, they’ll be alright. I hope.

Image credit: The 1st photo, of the Alpes, was taken by my 8-y.o. son.

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38 replies on “Antibes and Musings”

If I were Poseidon, I would nick Orpheus’ lyre and sing for the Medusa haired sea creature on the balcony. And then dive under the waves, blushing, because what on… ehm… ocean am I doing is this reaction. Lovely pictures Snow! (Mediterranean doors are the best.)

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Love your comment and your wording makes me miss your writing! ”Love cereal is real and this post is it.” What better compliment could you get! 😌 As for the mermaid, she is trapped by reality, but longs for the sea. Meanwhile, she’s making the best of it and enjoying the moment. 💙

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I wouldn’t be worried about your kids. I’m sure they’ll be fine, and love their mum.

I, personally, absolutely adore the expression “Non-Social Device.” I might use it with your permission.

Au revoir, “Neige”

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Your son’s got a good eye for a photo, he frames it well! 🙂 These Mediterranean doors are full of character. I feel that sharing on social media is often edited version of memories, curated for the audience. The real memories are those we share face-to-face and cherished over time – ever lasting 😊

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Hmm, maybe? Personally, I think it’s the Nordic way of giving them independence when they start school. They aren’t driven to school, they come and go independently. Not because we all want to let them run around unsupervised, but because women are equal to men which means we have to work 100% full-time jobs and the kids’ school days are much shorter than our work days. The grownups are at work so they need to manage themselves for a bit.

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That definitely would contribute, but then Australia has both parents working full time in almost every family now due to the spiralling housing costs. And children here are coddled far too much. Independence isn’t encouraged from what I can see.
Child bearing is delayed and children are then regarded as super precious – (fertility issues), which they definitely are – but to the detriment of other kids and those around them. There seems far too many helicopter parents here. Is that too judgemental a comment to make?

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If the boys are walking to school at 8 years, I would not describe you as a helicopter parent. I think my kids were 11 years before they did that. School was perhaps a bit further – 2.5 km away across two busy roads.

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Well yes, but there are cultural and infrastructural differences: (cities built around drivers vs pedestrians, safety concerns, etc). This is a tiny city in a tiny country, they aren’t really comparable. I didn’t want to let them go out alone and that’s why I track them with smart watches that have gps. It’s just that I had no choice. This society is built like this.

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