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Be and Let Be
Rain, sun, earth, seed, root, stem, flower, fallen petal… We are the same at different moments throughout time. We are the same. Flower and rain, Seed…
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Dalloyau, Saint Lazare Train Station in Paris
A covered walkway connecting the train station to a cafe, that has been converted into a dining area. Pink velvet chairs. One of the best milk chocolate, smooth, rich,…
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Colors of the Wind
You think I'm an ignorant savageAnd you've been so many placesI guess it must be soBut still I cannot seeIf the savage one is meHow can there be so much…
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Look What I Found on my Phone?
Someone found my phone and took photos. That's a first. Children with next to no screen time figured out how to take photos. Impressive.
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Living the Story that is Ours
"We must live with the story we have." A group of friends were talking about something that had happened that was difficult to understand and hard to accept.…
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Black Friday
In a world of use once, throw away, toss aside, and buy a new one this is a reminder that some things cannot be replaced. Let us hold true the…
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The Tradition of Thanksgiving
As far back as anyone in my family can remember, my mom made turkey cutout sugar cookies for Thanksgiving. As I have mentioned on my blog many times, my brother…
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A very simple Question of no Importance
Which one loves this art display more?
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What to Wear to the Boulangerie
Thirty years ago, this is how everybody dressed to go to the bakery. Nobody wore sneakers. Everybody wore high heels, and thank goodness that has changed. I liked how it…
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Autumn Stroll in Paris
Saint Martin Canal take a boat ride through the locks. The Bohemian side of Paris. Once, it was off the beaten track, but now it is well-traveled and…
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