Before the sun had a chance to shine, my cousin Julie, woke me up saying, "Corey, I thought yesterday was today!" I looked at her through my sleepy eyes and said, "I’m thinking it is…

French Hammer and Hips…oh! "No no no, that hammer belonged to my Grandmother, that is why I know it is mine." Says French husband. "Okay, it was your Grandmother’s hammer, but I like it and I think it has my…

Photo: A French vintage collage that I saw at the flea market. "Honey?! I have a great idea for a necktie!" I said teasingly with a straight face. "Corey don"t even think about it!" French husband exclaimed, "You can decorate…

photo: A detail of a French illustration that I found at the flea market yesterday. Circa 1914. To purchase a copy, contact me at my email located on the sidebar. Romance: Not to be confused with love, and not to…

My Mother’s kitchen table. My Mother is a nuts and bolts kind of woman. Practical with no frills. Dust rag in one hand, and a plate of cookies in the other. Being busy doing is her best friend. The word…

                         My eighty-eight year old friend Annie, went to Lourdes with me. She is a trooper who goes with the flow. She is well-organized…even down to the toothpick she packed in our…