Category: Brocante
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One Thousand and One Nights
At the brocante where objects have a way of finding me an early 18OOs collection of, One Thousand and One Nights,' seduced me by the royal blue book-jackets with gilded lettering. Gently opening them perfectly intact engravings, and words…
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How to Achieve Harmony
The other day I found a book if you could call it that, with its pages barely hanging on, I asked the dealer how much? French Husband looked at the book, looked at me, looked at the dealer…
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The Problem with Fluff Stuff
A blue ribbon with hand painted flowers one of many in a trunk at the brocante. What is it about lace, ribbons, bows… feminine fluff? Why do these trunks, and there are many, make me stop and look? Given…
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Do You Hear a Voice in the Trunk?
The Scene: Two women walking around a very shabby and not so chic brocante in France. Characters: Susan: An American woman who speaks some French, loves the brocante, knows what she likes and is happy to be brocanting…
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Loving Something New Everyday
Love something new every day, that sure beats, "Do something that scares you every day. I suppose for some, loving is scary. At the brocante last weekend I saw a box full of 1700 documents. It would extra easy…
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