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Morocco
Marrakesh, at the Jemaa el Fna square, my imagination stood still! The Medina (the old city center,) grabbed me, stunning my senses, opening pores I didn’t know I had, flooding…
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Awareness
As I was in my element at the flea market yesterday, one thing I didn’t want to notice was…
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French Flea Markets on Sunday
Up before the sun, the car is cold. Why do the flea markets in France have to start at the…
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Weekend
French countryside, A stone house with a fireplace, Painted boats listening to gentle waves, Autumn coat in bright colored leaves. photos: Moments of our time in the North of France.
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Honey Bee with Angel Wings
Bonjour Mes Amis, Susanna said, "There is no doubt that when "I" grow up, I’ll be crowned The Bee-autiful Queen Bea.…
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Beaujolais Nouveau
Beaujolais Nouveau, is the first wine of the season to be uncorked. It is a big deal in France. An honored…
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#3 Guessing Game
You might say this is a paper doll who has been dressed up to look like a bee. You might think…
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The Well Dressed Woman
My chic Belle-Mere (Mother in law,) knows how to pack. Whenever she comes to visit us she arrives with one small…
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Laduree
1988 The first time my Mother came to visit me in France her impressions were: 1) The beauty of the fruits and vegetable stands. 2) That surely she had died,…
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Le nettoyage à l’ancienne
Our street was narrow, unpaved, and fenced by two large stone walls. This was before the joli maisons; houses sprang up like mushrooms all around us, eating up the vineyards…
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