Two keys, two homes, to my heart, California and France, Chez moi is my place, Where does your heart take residence? Home is where the heart is, and my heart is happy! Bien Chez moi! photo: Rusty French antique keys.

This is the man who is building our stone fountain, (the one who holds the dainty teacup, pounds the sledge hammer, and carves the stones.) These are the stones that I met a year ago. We have become solid friends,…

                            1988 Walking down the street in Paris, my path to the bakery was blocked by three gypsies. I looked at their brightly colored skirts and shawls, and smiled. One of…

                      "MOM!!" Sacha yelled as if someone was dying, "MOM, Da Vinci Code, is it true what it says? Is Mary Magdalene really Jesus' wife? Is she the holy grail? And Mom this…

                      French words and I, have had une relation turbulante; we weren’t instant friends- We didn’t hit it off- and certainment we weren’t musique for each others ears! How do you say complicated?…

                                Soon my tea au soya lait will be chai latte. Cocoa puffs, yes cocoa puffs, instead of baguettes with confiture de cerises! The chocolate crunch of childhood dreams! English…