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Evening Comes
The sun sends forth the last rays of light, it pours through my kitchen window and spreads across the table, I smile as I witness the simple beauty…
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Colors of a Lifetime
A green milk bucket of zinnias from my Mother's garden sat on the yellow kitchen table a few summers…
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Silent Song
I am spoiled. I have a good life. I have a family who loves me, food to eat,…
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Pie is Tarte in French
My mother makes pies ten times a day. The moment my mom reads this she is going to say, "Oh that Corey, I certainly do not." Okay then, at least once…
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A Change is Coming
After years literally of saying that I wanted to change my blog's name, After writing and posting every day since 2005 to this blog of mine, I am…
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Sunday without Brocante
Sunday without brocante, though there were plenty going on. Yann and I went kayaking in Cassis, I held paddles, splashed around but Yann’s effort took us…
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Postcards From a Village Next to Where We Live
Walking along the streets of the neighboring village, I was happily surprised to find the olive tree surrounded by pansies. The pink backdrop adds perfection. …
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I Follow You Deep Sea Baby
A storm is brewing in Cassis. Thunder sets the tone, rain followed and the beach emptied within seconds. French Husband went sailing the other day with a friend,…
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Would You Swim in a Sea that Called Your Name?
Late this evening I walked from our apartment to the seaside, it took me three minutes. Taking my sandals off I stepped into the sea the water wrapped around my…
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