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What I Saw at the Brocante: Paintings Galore
At a nearby brocante shop these were the paintings, a few of the many, that caught my eye. I did not buy any of them simply because…
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What I Saw at the Brocante: Paintings Galore
At a nearby brocante shop these were the paintings, a few of the many, that caught my eye. I did not buy any of them simply because…
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Mother’s Day
Photo of my mom 2008 My mother is loved. My Mother to me isthe center,the rock,the faith point,the cookie maker,the matriarch, who brings us togetherin the place called home.…
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Where to go in Provence: Martigues
Provence has many pockets of charm, framed by the mediterranean, the rugged interior inland, hilltop villages, and a mighty Mistral that at times is like a paint brush sweeping…
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Thirty Years ago Today
Thirty years ago today Yann and I met. Thirty years ago wasn't that the day before yesterday, or was it a lifetime ago? This morning under the blankets warm…
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French Menu
"Chocolate cake with runny heart, and a coop of vanilla ice cream." Ah I love when I find French Menus with translations such as the ones above, because it allows…
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A Difference a Day Makes
Thank you Rene. Thank you for your amazing generous talent. Thank you for your incredible energy, spirit and that constant smile. Thank you. I know the project is not…
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The Fisherman’s House: Halfway There.
By the end of next week the bathroom should be completed. Whew. The bedroom upstairs and the middle floor are nearly complete. Due to the stairs, which hopefully will…
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Les Temps du Muguet
On the first of May the French give a bouquet of Muguet to one another. I love it! French Husband (like 99 percent of France's population) will go out early…
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