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Sweet Summer Days
Sweet summer days consist of being with this Butterball. Thank you for your many encouraging comments, thoughts, and prayers. I am appreciative of all of you. I hope I…
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This is us
This is us. After our friend's marriage at the church, before the cocktails and hours before the dinner where we would dance until three in the morning and be one…
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Wrist Update
The very first thing I thought of was, “Oh no I won’t be able to hold Gabriel!” At least it isn’t broken. Painful more than when I did break…
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about last night
During a beautiful wonderful wedding, Yann and I were dancing, on one of our moves we missed each other's hands and I went flying backward landing most painfully on my…
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A Sweet Dream of Annie
Last night Annie came to me in my dreams and held my hand. Dreams have a way of healing us; I was sad yesterday after saying goodbye to Sacha.…
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Aleady Time to Say Goodbye
Where did that month go? An entire month passed about in seconds. Sacha returns to Seattle on Friday, but he is heading for Paris tomorrow. In fairness to time,…
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Beautiful Pieces from the 1700s and Older.
As I am at the brocante more often than not I come across many varied beautiful pieces, some I know the origin, the history and or purpose, some I…
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Life Unfolds
Being a kid in the country meant being free to do what I wanted to do pretty much all of the time. Unless I was at school or had chores…
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