Each Spring, I am reminded of the famous line from Ernest Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises: “Gradually, then suddenly.” Here in the French Alps, Spring tends to come gradually – often several weeks behind the rest of the country. This is where all the quiet reflection and preparations of winter slowly move into something visible, gaining momentum and changing with each passing day. Nowhere is this more obvious than in the garden. The buds slowly emerging, the birds taking up […]