French la Vie

  Quietly, he knelt in front of a piece of scratch paper and a pencil. With hands that only a six year old could have, dimples and dirty. Busily concentrating as…

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Back home. Or I should say in the kitchen. A constant hang out. Being back home is being in the kitchen. Up at six, five thousand cookies, pies, breads cakes…

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        Home, and in a heart beat I have seen more people than I do in a year in France.         Exactly thirty six people…

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            Photo Source Merle Dress   Every Saturday I focus on a different artist that I admire. From potters to painters, chefs to collectors, seamstress…

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  Rain, Sun, Earth, Seed,               Root, Stem, Bloom, Flower, Falling petal…                      We are one…

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  Twenty two hours door to door. Surreal eleven hours on a plane. Suitcase packed.  Mixed emotion: Happiness! Joy! Cannot wait to see everyone! Sad to say goodbye, see you…

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    Christmas light.       Christmas family.       Christmas music.       Christmas angel… One of the twelve angels (Patti, Andy, Jack, Sam, Joe, Marie,…

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  I have a thing for… Chocolate covered cherries, Gingerbread, Old Christmas ornaments, Flowers, Washing dishes, and the obvious my family, friends, the brocante and maple syrup. I also have…

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