French la Vie

My Godmother Mary is an amazing woman, her heart is golden, and her bones ivory. Her home is a sanctuary where darkness has no room. When she embraces me I…

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                     The letter is address to: Miss Sunshine. Isn’t that you?

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I have a secret. It involves ribbons, flowers, and creative friends who have bells on their toes, and hearts that laugh throughout the day. I have a secret and YOU…

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Riders are you ready for the annual Honda 90 ride? Where grown men ride vintage 90s on the back roads, to the coast of northern California. Every year, and for…

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                   My son Sacha went swimming with his cousins. I asked him if he saw any cute girls? "HOLY COW! Yes, everywhere I looked!"…

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Baby-baby-baby-baby… Why do baby boys have the longest eyelashes? Photo: My baby nephew. Six months old.

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Photo: Roses in an oriental vase, painted on canvas, a French antique. With what color do you paint your dreams? Do they have names such as shocking pink or do…

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                 From the hands of a potter, who wore an apron that read, "Getting better with age," a little bird was about to spread her…

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Hug randomly. Stand by the ones you love. Hide beneath a rose. Share a smile by stretching it ten miles or more. Today is everything. Photo: Two flowers in a…

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Her style was over the top sweet, nearly sugary. Never subtle. Some might say flowery, yes flowers on everything, and certainly pink with splashes of gold. Her world was a…

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