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The Footprints we leave Behind
The carved slab of stone appears soft and delicate as silk fabric. I can almost see it move with a gentle breeze. Where was he going? Who took the time…
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Standing Still in Time
running didn’t help either did crying when mount vesvuis spewed pompeii slowly thickly devastingly covered in molt and ash time to pray how is time measured life does not stand…
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Whenever You Call…I’ll be There.
When I was a child, I had an incredible imagination, and with that came terrific nightmares. Many nights I woke up in panic-filled wide-eyed, my heart beating loud enough that…
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Seek and you Shall Find
Venetian Mirror Bought at a brocante market in Barjols. In the glass there is a reflection of some antique wall paper If you could see your future would you want…
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Life in France
Sunday Morning in my village: The church bells ring. The night curtain lifts. The baker puts out his baguettes. Sacha sleepy-eye walks around the corner to buy one. The birds…
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Color True
Forty–Eight Colorful years on my life’s palette! Some colors are vivid, some are splotched, some are pretty and some are not, There are colors I want to use over and…
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February 2nd Feast Day of Light
Presentation of the Christ child to the Temple …To give of myself to others, to say, "Here I am!" Candlemas Let your light shine in all you do and say.…
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Prayers and acts of Faith
On this feast day of light my candle burns softly. Glowing, steadfast and strong. May this day be a prayer of light for: MaryKate’s and Rafa’s baby boy…in thanksgiving for…
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Monet Never Lingered over His Food.
Early in the morning, after I had set up my wares to sell at the brocante market, I quickly took a tour to see what might be interesting to buy.…
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Spotted!
Sacha’s friend Fabrice looked at the balls on our dining room table. He passed a strange look at me, and then he leaned in close to Sacha and whispered, “C’est…
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