Month: April 2009
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Outside my Front Door…The South of France.
1. FOUNTAINS Right outside my front door there is a fountain. There are sixteen fountains in our little village, and this year they are overflowing due to the heavy rains we have been having. I am beginning to think Provence…
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Riding a Honda in Provence.
French Husband said we needed to practice riding together, as he pulled out his twenty year old Honda 600. He told me to wear jeans, a jacket, boots and gloves. I asked if I could wear a shirt? He looked…
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The Way to a Man’s Heart is through his Stomach
Text and photos by: Corey Amaro French husband loves to eat. I was taught that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. It stands to reason that we'd make a…
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The True Story of an Older American Woman and a Young French Man on a Train
Photos and Text by: Corey Amaro I took the train to Paris.I sat by the window, and a young, unknown man sat next to me.We exchanged polite greetings, as we arranged ourselves for the trip.I put on the head…
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Artful Living, a Way of Life
Photos and Text by Corey Amaro Living in France has opened my eyes to an artful way of living. It has shown me the depth of color in celebrating seasons, layers of textured history, how we apply paint on a…
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The Colors of Provence
Photos and Text by: Corey Amaro The French village where I live started nearly two thousand years ago deep within the Provencal foothills. Over a thousand years ago it was destroyed by a fire. Trails, stone walls, a church, and…