Where your heart sings is where your feet will dance. Is it that simple? I know as well as you, that often that which causes us to dig deep and give from the core…

                Last June I wrote about my French Husband’s nephew Mattieu, how he was very handsome, wonderfully nice and available. Well all be darn, if I didn’t became an overnight, match-making, referral agency. Many of…

Walking into the hall of the Grand Trianon she noticed the ribbon on her pink satin slipper was not tied. Biting her lip as she thought what to do next, she put the toe of her right foot on to…

The Guessing Game Challenge had many original entries. Amazing responses! I don’t think I will ever be able to look at that silver tray in the same way. In fact each day I will imagine it as something you guessed…

The French have a certain style, a certain flare, a certain something that gives them an edge. I admire that savoir-faire. For example they can tie a scarf better than most, they can hold their forks and knives in such…

                Photo: The hands of my nephews last summer.