Category: Brocante
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Family Photo
While we were in Willows we went to my brother's cabin in the mountains to cut a Christmas tree. Sacha set his camera and took this photo of us. ___ I would like to give a shout out to Judy…
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Doppelganger Pillow Talk
The pillows in Pascale's incredibly inspiring and most faded grandeur showroom spoke of a time passed by. Pascale has taken her collection of portrait oil paintings and has had them transferred to linen prints so that they could…
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French Santons, Little Saints
The French Nativity called the "Creche" in France is made up of hand-painted clay figures that depict the characters of everyday village life of the eighteen century. The baker, the fisherman, the grocer, the priest, the shepherd, the fishmonger, the…
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Where you can find me…
It has come to my attention that if you receive my blog by email or look at it with your cell phone, as most of us do these days, then the sidebar of my blog might not show up. Some…
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Brocante Atmosphere When it is Freezing Cold
The brocante was freezing cold, and worth it. It seems every old fur coat available sold. I even considered buying one… What the vegetarian would think to wear fur? The thought crossed my mind. As soon as I…
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Let it Snow while I Go to the Brocante
Snow it did. I woke up to a winter wonderland with a hush that comes as gentle as a lullaby, a blanket of white that matched the sky. At first I thought "No brocante" and went back to bed.…
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