Category: Brocante
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Views From my Kitchen Counter
Views from my kitchen counter. Where I am most of the time. Brocantes finds take center stage. Recycling at its best. Silver utensils in a mustard pot, yes that one chunk mustard pot. The…
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Wait a Minute… I Could Fix Things to the Ceiling?!
French Husband had barely parked the car at the brocante when I jumped out. Having the brocante bug is not easy to control. Is there a cure? As soon as my eyes fell upon the thickly painted, white-ish grey…
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A Memory Six Years Ago… and the Diamonds are Still There
2010 Along the winding way to Sacha's BMX track, which weaves through olive orchards, vineyards and goat farms. The road is narrow with spectacular views. Views I barely notice because the twisty snake of a road is…
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Mr. Brocante
Mr. Brocante scoping out finds.
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The Vintage Raincoat and Hat
The raincoat and hat, especially the hat, well actually only the hat, the hat that made me laugh, and that would embarrass Chelsea and Sacha whenever their father wore it. The raincoat that French Husband bought when he was…
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A Beautiful Spot in Ardeche: Arnelle and Rodger’s Home
Last weekend Arnelle and Rodger, friends I met through blogging, invited French Husband and me to join them at their home away from home in Ardeche. Arnelle gave us very good directions, directions her family from the States found without…