French la Vie

                     Overlooking the Pacific ocean, sits a small studio on a bluff in Northern California. For one glorious week this home away from home had us snuggled tight and anchored our…

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                      “A collar from a Pirate costume?” Asked My Melange. Though Bonnie chimed, “It might be too big to be anElizabethan collar.”  Ulla winked with her artistic nod and added, “I’ve…

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                       Here it is the guessing game challenge. It doesn’t look like much and it certainly isn’t old. But it is a reproduction of something that was used often…and just…

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                      Oops. Oh no, this is not the guessing game post that I promised yesterday. I ran out of daylight to take the photo of the item that I have…

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                          French lavender baskets. Similar to lavender bottles or wands, except the floral part is not concealed and the stems fold upward and are not sealed above the lavender blossoms. I am…

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Enjoy the boredom, enjoy the silence, enjoy the sleepless night, enjoy the guilty feelings. Enjoy the traffic-jams, enjoy the pants that are too tight, and the glass that is half…

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                                                                                                     My little cousin Liam jumping on the garden bed in the back porch or his Grandmother’s house.

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                   If you have never been to Paris on Bastille Day (July 14th) and if you love fireworks check out these links. Paris……Bastille…. Fireworks.…

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Last summer I was lucky enough to tag a long with my Godmother to a house that had been abandoned for over fifty years.  My Godmother had over the years…

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                         My two little nieces and I were taking a nap…. actually I was pretending to be taking a nap in hopes that they might actually take a nap. In the…

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