Colette

Each room in the Sylvia Beach Hotel is decorated for a different author.
The Colette room is the room my husband reserved.
It is one of the nicest rooms at the hotel with three windows looking out at the ocean
and a small private deck, plus a fireplace.
Each time we stay here we try to stay in a different room.
I didn't know much about Colette, but enjoyed picking up the book,
The Collected Stories of Colette edited by Robert Phelps.
I found her to be very descriptive in her writing.
Now I want to read more of her short stories.

I learned that she liked tea, cats, and the sea;
a girl after my own heart.

Here is a short excerpt from Gray Days:

"Leave me alone, I'm sick and cranky, like the sea.

Tuck this tartan around my legs, but take away this

steaming cup, with it's bouquet of wet hay,

lime blossom, stale violet.....

I no longer have one secret  place left in me...."

That pretty much describes how I was  feeling when I

stepped into the Colette room.

How lovely to sit in this room with the fire crackling

and the ocean just outside the window.

Each of us needs a day or two escape to wash

that sick and cranky feeling away and this is what it was for me.