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French Antique Guessing Game
Here it is the next French Antique Guessing Game- For those of you who have never played and for those of you who have here is how it works:…
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Our Town
My town. Can I say that, even if I was not born here? What makes a town yours? Is it by the roots that sprout forward as you water…
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What Hasn’t Been Happening?
French provencal pottery, you see the piece with the green spot do you know why it is there? When people come over to our home I am…
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Plenty Good
Lunch was served followed by dessert. As if we did not have enough, we were tempted to lick the plate but with effort we remained adults and used spoons…
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A Place I Call Home: Saint Zacharie
A longtime blog reader, and "feel like I know you friend" Peggy came to our part of the world for a month long visit with her husband Bob. They…
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The Lioness Queen
Going through stacks of this, that and whatever, I came across this photo of Chelsea. The Lioness Queen on the beach in Sormiou (between Marseille and Cassis). (The cub…
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Chanson D’ Automne, Autumn Song in Provence
Autumn Song Can you translate it? A pair of workmen's boots, over a hundred years old or I should say, "They have seen a season or…
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Living with the Story
"We must live with the story we have." A group of friends were talking about something that had happened that was difficult to understand and harder yet to…
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