Category: Living in France
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Wedding Bells for Our Friends
Our friends Sylvie and Pierjean were married in Saint Laurent the oldest church in Marseille. It dates to the year 800 and was built on a Roman temple site. Saint Laurent is on the tip of the old port which…
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The Gift of Silence
Rarely is silence truly heard. Quiet yes, where one can hear a distance car or white noise in the background. Utter silence where my other sense become more apparent that is silence. The gift of silence is the space it…
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A New Place to Dream About
Our friends Arnelle and Rodger (from San Francisco) have a stunning old home in France. They come here often and when we can we get together. This summer Chelsea and Martin were having a baby which meant our paths…
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Roses with a Bee
My hope was to take photos of what I found this week at the brocante. Though I ran out of daylight to take the photo of the item that I found. Sometimes my good intentions become clouded by either my…
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Seeing Purpose in the Smallest Things
Seeing purpose in all things no matter how small, or undefined. Each small task, minuscule, insignificant seemingly unimportant holds a reason for being. The seed the…
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For the Love of Old Paper
Old papers carry stories, memories, personal messages that one day will be lost as we use less and less the written word. What will be passed on will not be touchable. One of my fondest things to do when…