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Do What You Are
The name on the green tag, holding purple thread said, "A l’Oranger." (Which means, "At the orange tree.") Instead of embroidering oranges, she created a plum tree. Chelsea will graduate…
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Love Unconditionally
What is love? That famous question that seeks an answer, over and over again. The last time I saw my Grandmother, she stood behind me and embraced me. I laughed…
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Sending Roses
An old-fashion rose from my garden. Blooming again! After yesterday’s overwhelming response to my post, I am at lost for words. I am never at lost for words. Who would…
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About Corey
This is me, the one who does not like her photo taken. A number of you have asked me to put up photos of myself…and I love dares, and I…
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French Details of the Nineteen Century
A collection of nineteen-century French lockets. Holding on to memories that no longer have names. One has a locket of hair behind the image. Where do you keep your memories?…
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Pompeii, Italy
Pompeii: *He prayed. As we walked along the silent streets of Pompeii, history unfolded around us. Sacha was a wealth of information, telling me facts that haunted me more than…
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Family Photo
Taking photos of each other is something we rarely do in our family. I don’t know why, it is just like that. Maybe it is because I do not like…
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French Kissing
"Mommy, do I have the right to kiss a girl?" Sacha asked me with a semi-hopeful look, on his sweet little boy-boy face. "The right, to kiss a girl? Is…
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Malta
MALTA was our second port of call. Costa Romantica was the name of our cruise liner. (My children swear I picked the boat for its name. Duh, isn’t that how…
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Tunisia
Last week my family went on a cruise to Tunisia, Malta, and Naples. In the Souk (market place) in Tunisia, there were stalls upon stalls of every imaginable thing for…
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