Category: Living in France
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The Gift of Choice: Between Rain and Cold Sores
Feelings.The whole slug of them: The juicy, the stinky, sometimes tasteless, never boring, often challenging divine mixture that makes for an adventurous thing called life.And when they are stirred, whether to the boiling point or to a slow simmer with…
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Up on the Roof Top Neighbors Paused….
Red tiles adorn the top of homes in the south of France.Red clay roof tiles are called, "tuiles" in French. (There is also a cookie called a tuile, it represents the roof tiles, a sweet idea isn't it? I might…
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Bits of Blue throughout Provence
An old blue van by the farm house. The vines have been cut, the wood will be burned in the pizza oven. Faded provençal blue shutters on the hostel in St Baume. In the distance the mountain that Cezanne painted…
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A French Dog named Babette
This is the almond green shutter from the bedroom window where we stayed this weekend.My friend Lisa invited Ladelle and I to come stay with her and go to the Brocante nearby.How could we say no to: Lisa's cooking, her…
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In the Heart of Provence
There is a house with almond green shutters. Leading up to the house is a stone wall which is lined with lavender bushes and olive trees. This morning when I woke up I pushed open the shutters and saw the castle of Lagnes in the near…
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A Day in the Small Fishing Village of Cassis
Ladelle and I drove along the route de Crete… to sit on top of the cliffs and have a picnic. The wind, oh the wind had another idea and it did not include picnic. Ladelle saw the Mistral in full…