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Renovating Plaster Walls
The truck pulled on on the port with fifteen 88 pound sacks of plaster powder, plus numerous other sacks that needed to be hauled up stairs. Manpower is impressive…
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A Typical Brocante
For those of you who have been reading my blog, you know that I have the brocante bug badly, and that living in France is a cure and a curse…
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Dirt, Dust, Rocks and an 18th Century Boat Paddle
Buried under a raised floor, we do not know why it was raised nor hollow underneath, we found a wooden 18th century boat paddle. You bet that is staying…
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Interrupt This Program for a Bit of Soul Food… Brocante
Brocante Passion. Soul food, brocante in big chunks to chew on, savor and to hold while the sweet juice run down my arms. I am crazy for this…
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Decision Making Mode
Renovating implies constant decisions. Tiles, Flooring, Electrical outlets, Light fixtures, Paint, Sink, Vents… Every detail is a wonder world. You name the place I have been there,…
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Snapchat Selfie of my Nieces
Every Monday my mother cooks a dinner for the family. Besides a homemade dinner she bakes two or three desserts. PLUS the grandchildren come after school and hang out until…
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I Walked the Plank
Brave took me up the ladder, fear reminded me that a ladder broke which caused my wrist to shatter the last time I was up a ladder. But there…
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Unexpected Surprise at the Brocante
The unexpected surprise, the pleasure of two for one: Thumbing through a book I had bought earlier, a piece of paper folded between the pages. A small painting. …
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