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Pieces of the Puzzle
Four-sided puzzle, each side depicts a different seasonal activity. Time has not separated the pieces, they fit together comfortably, though some are…
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The Diamond Mine
In our French village, next to the church, there is a door to the ancient sinner’s chapel. It…
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Give yourself Roses
To gather ones life and put it on… to be happy with it, to look gently at the thorns, the browning of the petals as a gift, to breath in…
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The Question of Faith
"MOM!!" Sacha yelled as if someone was dying, "MOM, Da Vinci Code, is it true what it says? Is Mary Magdalene really…
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Side by Side with Yourself
When we find a place that calls our name…like hearing poetry, where the lines become arrows piercing our very being.…
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Pardon my French
French words and I, have had une relation turbulante; we weren’t instant friends- We didn’t hit it off- and certainment we weren’t…
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Just to let you Know
Soon my tea au soya lait will be chai latte. Cocoa puffs, yes cocoa puffs, instead of baguettes with…
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Mother’s Guilt
Okay, I use to dress Chelsea up like a doll; and take pictures of her. You gotta know I couldn’t drive, I was alone,…
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Six Months
Today, marks six months that I have had a blog. I have posted something every single day since I took on the dare six months ago. Many many thanks to…
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How to Write a Blog
Wake up, walk around the house, look at every little thing. Scratch your head. Wander, hum, when you see the smile of the ridiculously happy little lambs- wonder if they…
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