Category: French la Vie Creative Journeys
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Bitten by the Brocante Bug (And Still Going Strong)
I’ve been antiquing in France since the very day my feet touched French soil. I still remember asking Yann if he knew of an antique shop we could visit or maybe a flea market. He looked at me with all…
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Where to Go Antiquing in France
The brocante has a way of talking to you as you pass by—an old cupboard with its key still in the lock, linen napkins folded as if the table had only just been cleared, a stack of dishes waiting to be used.…
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Back in the Brocante Saddle Again
Passion has a way of creating undeniable energy — it moves us, lifts us, and pulls us right back into what we love without hesitation. After a stretch away (with my heart full and hands still unpacking), I returned home…
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A One of a Kind Journey in Provence
Come see Provence, those villages that are worth a thousand photos, where cobblestones make you wish you had worn walking shoes, and shutters of blues that you want to take and stuff in your suitcase but you know you cannot.…
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The Garden, True
Last week, during the French la Vie,we were invited—unexpectedly—by an antique dealer I’d met years ago. His 1600s farmhouse.The kind of place you remember with your senses.Stone underfoot, time in the walls.A drink in the garden—why not. I wrote of…
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The Unexpected Visit
Oh what a day!The French la Vie group was swept into a bit of unexpected magic… We were invited—by the kindest antique dealer I’ve known from my many brocante wanderings—into his home. Not just his shop (which, by the way, is invitation…