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Today is More Than Chelsea’s 29th Birthday
Today is more than celebrating Chelsea's 29th birthday. A month ago… I found out the secret while Yann was in India, but I was sworn to secrecy which…
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On the Eve of Some Big News
On the eve of anything wonderful, it is hard to count the waiting hours. Tomorrow I can finally reveal my long-held secret. I am terrible at secrets, actually pitiful, it is…
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How to Achieve Harmony
The other day I found a book if you could call it that, with its pages barely hanging on, I asked the dealer how much? French Husband looked…
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Photos of Paradise from my Friend Patricia Who Lost Her Home
Patricia had a home in Paradise as well as an art studio. I met Patricia years ago when she was traveling in the south of France, she had read…
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The Problem with Fluff Stuff
A blue ribbon with hand painted flowers one of many in a trunk at the brocante. What is it about lace, ribbons, bows… feminine fluff? Why do these trunks,…
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Do You Hear a Voice in the Trunk?
The Scene: Two women walking around a very shabby and not so chic brocante in France. Characters: Susan: An American woman who speaks some French, loves the brocante,…
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Loving Something New Everyday
Love something new every day, that sure beats, "Do something that scares you every day. I suppose for some, loving is scary. At the brocante last weekend I saw…
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French vs. American Finding the Way
Someone once told me that the difference between a French and an American could be summed up like this: "If you put a French person and an American person…
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I Was Born to Do This
One of the many characters in the French nativity santon, hand painted over a hundred years ago. Carries two baskets from the market filled with cabbage. Some…
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