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Weaving with Golden Thread
Gold threads, the real deal, on wooden bobbins. Most likely from the 1800s. Found at the brocante. I know how to sew but don't. Never could I sew as…
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Where is French Husband?
Where is French Husband? On a journey on his motorcycle riding along the backroads discovering the countryside of Vietnam.
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Pumpkin Shell
…put it in a pumpkin shell and there it kept very well… A planter with succulents. Such a clever idea.
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Cousin Love
My niece Marie hugged me, so my niece Molly joined in and soon thereafter Kate joined in I laughed saying, "Group hug!" Chelsea came over with her hands full of…
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Passing the Time
Late Autumn days sunshine beckon us to stay outside. We have spent countless hours sitting around the wooden picnic table talking, cracking walnuts, eating pomegranates from my mother’s yard…
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Sleep Over
A sleepover. Junkfood. Mattress in the living room. Soda. I am on the couch. The Party Pooper in me says, "I am not staying up all night." …
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Baby Love Love
Chelsea's Nickname for Baby Gabriel "Love Love". Refraining from eating him in one bite is becoming harder and harder to resist. Though with that said holding him longer and longer…
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Autumn Delight in November
Such incredibly beautiful weather for this time of the year. We had lunch outside today. My mom made her delicious cream puffs I wanted to devour all of…
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