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Love Bites
If you have loved or not, whether you believe in it, or had it believe in you- If love has ripped you apart, are…
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Wear your Desire
Photo: An oil painting in an antique shop in Venice, with a reflection of another…
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Trumpet Song Early in the Morning
My Mother and Aunt Marie use to go to the antique auctions when I was little. After dinner dishes done, my Mom would race…
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Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder
It wasn’t a real cameo. It wasn’t lace made from the nuns in some faraway place. The book wasn’t leather bond, in fact pages were…
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Mums and Pumpkins
The differences between France and America are subtle. Take Mums and pumpkins for example. Mums a fall flower arrives in force…
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Endive Roquefort Tart and Chestnut Soup
Photo: Breakfast dishes. My Mother knows in the morning what she is going to make for dinner. At seven…
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An Apple a Day
Photo: At the French Market. As a child I was a picky eater. I could count the things I liked to eat on two…
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Whatcha gonna say about that?
Photo: My nieces and nephews bus ride home from the first day of school in California. Chelsea came home from university (Prepa) this weekend…
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Good Memories
Good memories are like money in the bank, they are a treasure chest to fall back upon. What would you say? Good memories are…
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Thank You
Thank you for reading my blog, for your comments and for your friendship. I am sorry I cannot respond to each…
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