Category: Living in France
-
The Tiny House in Provence
The tiny house in Provence, was the guardian' house for the larger house on the property. It is under an massive historically documented cyprus tree. This morning as I went to the tiny house to give it another look…
-
How I Met my French Husband: Story Continues… The French Linen Closet in French Husband’s Great Uncle’s House
French Husband's sister… Soizic (an old name from Brittany) was a firecracker who knew how to razzle, dazzle and most of all pop. She was beautiful, stunning chic… when she walked into a room she commanded attention a pleasure…
-
The Tiny House’s Garden
The tiny house use to be the Guardian's House to the main house. It is a stone throw away from our home. I have spent many of lovely afternoons here, shared plenty of laughs and after twenty some years…
-
How I met my French Husband: The Story Continues… His Great Uncle’s House
….Story continued if you missed the first part click here…… With notebooks in hand the band of six climbed the front steps to their Great Uncle's home, or as I saw it a treasure trove museum. Instantly each one…
-
The Poetry in the Faded Tulips
The tulips dried in a vase, bowed softly. I sat on the edge of the chair finding them more beautiful than when I first bought them. "Should I toss them out?" French Husband asked. I shook my…
-
The Sacred Walk with Two Dogs
I am afraid of dogs. It is beyond my control. When I see a dog I instantly think it is going to bite me. Many of you have told me what to do if I encounter a dog while walking.…