Tina Malcolm

Some days, life feels like a slightly melted candle on the kitchen counter, a Pyrenees Mountain dog/Australian Berger hybrid weaving between my legs like she owns the place, and me yelling at my husband while he quietly walks away — apparently, one-sided shouting is my hidden superpower. It should be an Olympic sport! We moved into this house four days before Christmas. It’s now the end of January. Boxes are still stacked like small mountains, curtains are half-hung, and every corner has a...

Bonjour, mes amis! Summer in France is magnifique – until a heatwave rolls in and suddenly you feel like you're living in a croissant...

When I first set foot in France with my husband, I never imagined I would fall in love with it so profoundly. The romance of its...