Category: Living in France
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Open Spaces
The open space enters inside me and expands the passages that need me to breathe. A cloud passes by, I take hold of a wisp of it, as strong as any current I know, and I fly. …
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Flowers Growing Around Windows
Looking up Flowers growing around and about windows Green thumbs in a limited space. Adding life to facades, narrow streets, and dry Provence. Where do I add life, light, love especially in areas where it is needed?…
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Do You Speak Another Language?
When I arrived in France I was thirty years old and did not speak more than three words of French. Some of you have asked me what was that like and how long did it take me to learn…
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French-ness
Sadly, the end of summer draws near, the warm weather is saying goodbye to Provence, it is the time of year where I grab a sweater in the morning and then again in the evening. Our maison du village…
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Temptation at the Train Station
Red topped mushrooms. Desserts disguised as mushrooms. Mushrooms lined in a row, straight from a fairytale. White chocolate coats filled with vanilla mousse and red fruits. I saw these darlings at the train station. Hidden wonders! I never would…
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Beating my Drum French La Vie
Come see Provence, those villages that are worth a thousand photos, where cobblestones make you wish you had worn walking shoes, and shutters of blues that you want to take and stuff in your suitcase but you know you cannot.…