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Just Another Day in Paradise
Paradise is where you find it, and hopefully it is right next to you, inside you, and every where you look. Sacha is home for a few days and since…
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How Could I Leave the Canape When it Called Out, “Corey Save Me!”
The problem with brocanting in France is that it never ends. There is always a brocante, one way or another, be it a fair, a shop, someone's garage,…
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The Tale of the Brocante
28 good things. Or more 82 good things- About you. About love. About life. About today. In a silver locket a relic from a Saint.…
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A Look Back: Alice Two Years Ago…
Two years ago… we took Alice on a Mini Tour of Paris in an Electric Car: We got up at six. Took a bus to Marseille. Caught the…
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The Art of Jewelry
First I want to thank you for the lovely birthday messages. You made my day with your thoughtfulness. Finding old art at the brocante is always a treat.…
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When is Your Birthday?
Birthday. 58 times. As I blew each candle, one by one, I thought of those who have loved me to life. My Mother, Father, Yann, Chelsea, Sacha… and I…
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Love Life
He held my gaze as his eyes became hands taking me into another world. From a bottomless well his love poured softly, soaking me. Barely could I hold on.…
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French Word a Day: Mon Amie
The wine flowed from glass to glass, and as it did I could hear the verse from Mass being said in the back of my mind, "Grapes…
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Franco-Anglais Conversation… It is July
During dinner wine is served, but not enough to slur one's conversation. French Husband was telling a tale to Alice about something or other, when I heard him…
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The Two of Us
The two of us at the back of the ship. No Titanic pose, to chicken, it is not a question of trust, really it is not. Remember who…
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