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Discovering an Old Village in France
On a piece of paper, I wrote a list of things that the nieces had to find in our village. They spoke up, "But we do not even…
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Heading South
Last night in Paris was an evening of musical beds. I woke up several times to check on my nieces, as I know the first night away from…
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Five Nieces Paris Bound
They made it. The stories they collected on the eleven-hour flight could fill their diaries. Ah, the joy of "firsts", the little details, the sparkle in their eye, the…
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My Nieces Are on the Plane
Ten years ago before my Father died I was home by his side for several months. During that very sad time, I was able to spend time with my nieces. I got…
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Happy 50th Birthday Jean and Nathalie
Our dear friends Jean and Nathalie celebrated their birthdays. Their home, family, friends, the celebration was one of great joy and enormous love. Everyone should feel such gorgeousness in their…
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The End of the Day
At the end of the day, we have the earth under our feet, the sky above our head, and the air we breathe in between. …
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That Rock of a Girl Gathers No Moss
My parents, especially my Father as I became older use to call me, "Pernas de Cabra" or "Goat Legs" in English, because he said I was always up to…
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The Road Map
A child's map I found the other day in a French children's newspaper called, "La Journal Rose" it was dated 1901. Do you know that France is made up…
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