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Antique Key to Chez Moi
The key The houses in France are old. The doors to the houses are old. So it goes to figure that the locks and keys, to the doors of the…
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Bike Shops sale more than Tires
The Bike Shop where I Popped a Wheel-y of a Deal Glancing back at the table, making sure everything was just right: Knives on the right and forks on the…
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Directoire Assiette
“Go ahead eat the Chocolate! The New Year is around the corner! Go ahead I can see you want it! Vas-y!” How could I tell my friend it wasn’t the…
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A Gift my Mother Gave
My Mother and Aunt Marie used to go to the antique auctions when I was little. After dinner dishes were done, she would race off with a smile, high hopes…
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Crystal Clear
Many crystals reflecting light Sometimes knowing what we want strikes through us like lightening, our desire becomes pure and focused, our feet run steadily along the path… yet other times…
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French Garden Frog
French Frog painted red carved in stone. The paint on this frog is old, though maybe not as old as the frog. When I bought the frog I didn’t think about…
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French Wine stoppers
Child’s Play 1991 “What can I give her to play with?” My neighbor asked herself. Glancing around her beautiful apartment my eyes could only see one fragile object after another.…
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Who is kissing Santa?
Wishing you a Merry Christmas En vous souhaitant un Joyeux Noël Surrounded by those who love you! Entouré par ceux qui vous aiment!
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Sacha’s Santa
Christmas In our village lives another Franco-American family. Their little boy Luca asked me with pleading eyes, “Corey, remember…
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