A long row of silverware greeted me on both sides of my plate, the first time I met French Husband's family. Not speaking a word of French was the least of my problems. Wondering what piece of silverware to pick…

After 45 packets of dirty tins to be mailed, I am beginning to look like this little chickadee! 45 packets equals 450 rusty old tins. I DID NOT WASH THEM, and I am not bothered by that fact… though those…

                                In our French village, next to the church, there is a door to an ancient sinner's chapel. It is locked and abandon. Hundreds of years ago, it was…

French, rusty, old, baking tins are diamonds in disguise. Who would have guessed that rust had a fan club? Yesterday’s post set off a ton of ideas on how to use rusty, old tins as chic design. I especially liked…

"French baking tins. Old, rusty, and begging to be washed, " the man said to me at the antique market (brocante). Though, I knew they were baking tins. What I wanted to know was what type of baked goods were…

I woke  up from my dream crying. I don't remember the dream, except I do remember hearing someone crying and was surprised to hear it was me. My pillow case was soaked, and tears were fresh upon my face. The…