A Provencal maison de Village (a house in the south of France, which is located in the center of town) has a distinct style. They are at least three stories high, they have long…

An empty house. Yet when I look around everything seems to be jumping up and down yelling for my attention. Isn’t that how it is when the company leaves and reality hits. A truckload of laundry, stops me in my…

                 "Is there anything better than that first kiss or first love? I don’t think so!" said Lynda on the comments to yesterdays post. I don’t know about you , but the day after seems…

                    Where do your dreams lead you? Eva and Mattieu dreamed of finding love. A love different from the ones they had experienced before. When Lily wrote me last July, regarding my blog post…

Unpolished silver bucket with a lion head handle, holds bits and pieces of a song that wants to be sung. A man and a woman took a chance and stepped on to the dance floor… Hoping for songs of love,…

                Dear Readers, You will have to bear with me for the next two days because my vocation as a Matchmaker has my complete attention. By Monday afternoon my life will go back to cobblestones,…