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Being with Chelsea
Nearly a year ago, my daughter moved from Paris to Provence with her husband and children. I never imagined that would happen—but it did. And what a gift it’s been.…
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French la Vie 4th Group of the Year
That’s a wrap. Each and every group that comes on the French la Vie (or French Lo Vey) I think it’s the best, and the best just keeps on coming.…
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Mother’s Feast Day
My mother’s garden allows one to breathe in and feel the certainty of its roots. It doesn’t pretend to be pretty only in springtime. No, no, no—instead, it shows its…
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Sweet Days with a Sweet Bunch
Every time I prepare for one of my groups to arrive, there’s a familiar flutter in my chest—a quiet mix of anticipation and tenderness. I want everything to be just…
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Always Joy, and an American Pope
Such a wonderful French la Vie group, I feel the luckiest to meet and share with each of you! Thank you, all of you for following me. And today a…
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The Iris Field
As we drove from one antique dealers place to another, our van brimmed with laughter, stories, and stuff gathered along the way. And then—just like that—an iris field appeared, or…
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Another Wonderful Day
Once again, Provence wraps its arms around me. We gather—some new, some familiar—each step a shared delight, each glance out a window is a painting. I think often of how…
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