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A Reminder of What Our Apartment Use to Look Like
When we renovated in Paris I was there every single day, most the time inside the apartment watching the hunks do their thing. But this…
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The Words are Cooking
I do not know how many times I have tried to write, ten, twenty, thirty, and end up deleting everything, pushing away from the computer, and eating something I…
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The Fisherman’s House in Cassis has a Sofa
The movers delivered the sofa to Cassis, though they could not take it up to the apartment as the exterior stairs' angle was too short and the sofa could…
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Mari is Coming Back to Town
Yesterday Typepad the server I use to create my blog was down which did not let my blog post download properly. Finally this early morning it appeared, I am sorry…
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A Great Fantastic Change in my Life
Last July one lovely warm morning my life changed. The table was set: Jams, yogurts, croissants, brioche, fresh fruit, and with a teapot in hand I asked…
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Shaking the Rug Out
The New Year's Week is not like other weeks. Though sometimes I wish it were. Usually the New Year has a way of getting under my skin pushing up memories of…
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Happy New Year…
A look back at last year, January The two of us at the back of the ship. No Titanic pose, to…
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2016 Looking Back
Photo by my son Sacha. The land surrounds me, There is nothing but the dirt under my feet, the sky over head and my bare body. Alone. I…
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Cappello’s in Palermo
When we travel we usually do not have a plan, other than a place to stay and a ticket to come home. Blame it on two things: 1) The…
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Sicily Wonderland
Italy is just too good for any words I could conjure up to describe it. Sicily, like most of Europe, celebrates Christmas…
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