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When Visiting France
Things to do when visiting France: Buy a stack of postcards, and ask the baker, the waiter, the bus driver, the cafe owner, the lady…
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Soiree at the Hotel Dieu
I never know what to wear when I go out. It is the last thing I think of. Though having a little black…
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The Party in Marseille
Marseille has a reputation of exaggerating. Look at these oversized pots! But last night it really went to town and out did itself. The party was fabulous. Of course I…
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That Handsome French Husband is Mine
Once a year there is a tres chic, oh la la kind of party, that French husband and I attend. It is work related…
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The Collier Marseillais, or Grain d’ Or
After living in Paris for three years French Husband Chelsea (who as three months old and I, moved to the south of France, to Marseille. Our household items…
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French Limoges Estampes
Wasn’t this a hard one to catch! Ah ha! The last guessing game many of you told me it was too easy. Well I listened, and…
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Numero 5 Guessing Game
At the brocante (flea markets,) one of my favorite things to do (other than just gobble everything up and jump up and down like I have…
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This way to the Brocante
Sunday morning bright and early. A crosissant in one hand, my camera, and keys in the other. I am off to one of my…
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Saint Molly
My niece Molly at the tender age of "just turned 4," is a holy roller. She thinks of God like most kids think of…
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The Friendship Thing
One was simple, the other elaborate. One liked hoopla, and the other preferred to go unnoticed. They went around and around in their conversations.…
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