Category: Living in France
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The Fainting Chair and the Tablecloth
Finding a second hand is where the actual hunt begins. Directions are seldom straightforward, even though straight is what they say…” Go straight,” says the man I have asked at the side of the road, his left hand flat, like…
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A Place to Stay in Provence
A perfect bed and breakfast in the middle of a vineyard in Carpentras. Chateau Cinq Cantons I am with a client who is interested in antiques for her shop. We stayed here, and it was almost too good to leave…
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A Morning in Provence
Morning in my village: The church bells ring—the night curtain lifts. The baker puts out his pain aux chocolate first, then the croissants, followed by the baguettes. Many sleepy-eyes walk over to buy one. The birds begin to sing. The…
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The White Lampshade
The problem with being spontaneous is that one jumps and then questions the cliff.Being spontaneous has its advantages, though, at the moment, I cannot think of any that actually sound sane. Being this way means things don’t always turn out,…
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The Renovation is Nearly All Done
Progress. New sky light. The bathroom angle is strange, but I wanted to show you the extremely high ceiling to paint. This bedroom is painted and skylight in place. But, now it is a holding area. This bedroom is now…
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Renovation Was Our Summer Holiday Fun
Long story short, we had roof damage, which leaked into the rooms upstairs in our house. Leaked is a sweet little word when I want to say it was _hit show. The water damage was extensive in five rooms. We…