French la Vie

    My cousin inspired me to become a vegetarian, enter a monastery, live a life aware of beauty and fall in love with The Doors. She was my idol.…

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  My nieces Kate and her big sister Gina. Kate is eight or nine years old, but she is five to me. I do not want her to be any…

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    Why Pumpkin Pie when you could have:  Charlotte Framboise: Crème légère framboise, gelée de framboises, biscuit aux amandes       French Husband wants to know why Pumpkin…

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    Northern California during late autumn, golden valley, harvested fields, the labor of love, geese in flight. Country roads leading near and far.         Clouds adding…

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          Driving up and yonder into the Mendocino mountains with my brother Zane. For several days I have been down and out with a nasty cold,…

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  I made wreaths for the three most likely to win, or in the running. I told them, "While I am taking photos of you with my camera, you girls…

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  Sacha shared his long beard growth for prostate cancer awareness month. He sent me a snap. At first I didn't know what was going on or why he was…

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    The roadside in northern California is lined with a variety of harvest colored trees, grass and weeds. I rather refer to the "weeds" by name, but since I…

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  Stories roll out thicker than any bail of hay, it is the way my brothers talk. They are story tellers. They are funny story tellers. Recalling days gone by…

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      Gathering old things was a way of life for my mother. It didn't matter where; barn, shop, dump, side of the road, a friend's yard sale, a…

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