Category: Brocante
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Letters From the Past
Repost from 2009 The other day at the brocante I found a stack of letters written during World War Two (WWII) between a husband and his wife. The husband lived in the city, and the wife and their child…
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A House in the Middle of a Vineyard
Not far away from where I live is a big old abandoned house. It has stone walls, frame less windows, a basement, and gigantic wooden support beams without a roof. Over the…
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We Are One
We are one, all of us. No matter where we live, what we think, the color of our skin or what faith we hold true. We are one even if we are chipped, bruised, shackled, silent, rude, marching or…
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Purely Brocante
Purely brocante. Things I found at the brocante (Porte Vanves) for our apartment in Paris when we set it up three years ago. Most the items I found were within the first three months of being there. Porte Vanves…
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Mari is Coming Back to Town
Yesterday Typepad the server I use to create my blog was down which did not let my blog post download properly. Finally this early morning it appeared, I am sorry if I worried any of you. While creating yesterday’s blog…
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Provencal Santons
One of the most cherished French traditions for Christmas is putting up the creche, the nativity set. The Provencal creche is similar to North America's nativity scene, except it includes the entire village not just a handful of shepherds, drummers,…