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Rose and Lavender Toss
Three French antique straw chicken basket feeders were filled to the brim of dried rose petals and lavender gathered by Martina (from Seattle) and myself. We gathered the flowers…
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The First Step
The first step. There is much to say about Chelsea and Martin's wedding and I will write about it but for now, as my family and friends are with…
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The Wedding Day
Chelsea and Martin were married at the Basilica in Saint-Maximin. A picture perfect Provencal day greeted us. I decided not to take any photos of my daughter and my…
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The Eve of a New Beginning
The eve of a new beginning. What a wonderful, exciting, happy, the epicenter moment. We went to the venue to add a few things, which seemed like a few…
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Old Fashion Sweetness
Old fashion sweetness. When my mother arrived in France I told her that I had given Martin's mother an antique handkerchief to carry to the wedding and that…
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Family Gathering
At last, my family is here. I did not realize how anxious I was about their coming until the last brother arrived, then at that moment I…
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My Mom
My amazing mom. Creative, funny and full of joy! ____ On July 6th (Friday) at 4:00 in the afternoon or ( 7 am in California) we are…
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Oh My
Countdown. Chelsea is getting a cold. The hairdresser who was to cut Martin's hair didn't show. My brothers Marty and his family and Sacha and my nephew Sam are on the…
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