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Red or Blue?
This randomly popped up on Facebook. The red pill is fascinating if I could go back in time, be aware that I am back in time, and the same people…
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Rocking Out to the Wildest Evening Desiring Sleep
Some people are just rude. Their rudeness cannot be overshadowed even when you are kind to them. Maybe they do not seem rude to their friends, but most likely, their…
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A Peek of my Village
A daily view when I walk around my village. at the base of Saint Baume. The church is from the 11th century.
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French Texture
French texture… After thirty-five years, married to a Frenchman, having children, doing business, and living in France, I have lived longer in France than in my native homeland California by…
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A Street in the Center of Marseille on a Winter Day
Blue skies like a top hat sitting on the buildings. Unexpected, potted plants in plastic garbage pails lined the street. My cousin Judy would say that is a sign…
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Update: Asthma
At last, I feel better, the best I have felt since April. I went to the specialist, and the report was that I have asthma that is brought on by any…
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Guest Post: Christine at Studio 4
Last November, my blog was 18 years old. To celebrate that, I asked my readers to submit a Guest Post for my blog to celebrate our connectedness as a…
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