Category: Living in France
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Standing amongst the Roses
I remember the day like it was yesterday, though it was over ten years ago. I went up the hill to visit my friend Annie. She told me to come mid morning to help her pick the roses. Annie is…
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An Old French Bastide’s Welcoming
There is an old *bastide that I pass by when I go to the grocery store. A bastide, that takes my imagination for a ride, and has me dreaming of opening its closed shutters, and peeking inside. Often when I…
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Destiny
I am an American woman living in France.She is French woman living in America. She grew up in a small town in the country.I grew up in a small town in the country. Her parents were bilingual. My parents were…
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If Babies are born in Cabbages…
If babies are born in cabbages then I am expecting many.Annie is showing me how to make stuffed cabbage leaves… and the house does not smell like chocolate…I'll show the details of our cabbage making this evening. From the looks…
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Watermelon Seeds
While threading the needle to sew Sacha's worn jeans I asked Annie if she had any tender memories of living during World War II? If there was any light in that dark passage. Anything that reminded her of beauty…