Month: August 2011
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Ribbons, Lace, Sweet Things found at the Brocante
If you like ribbons, lace, and sweet things then do not, and I mean do not come to the French brocante because your eyes will pop out of your head, your heart will beat out of…
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This is What Happens When…..
You dance the night away under the stars in the village square… The next morning or I should say a few hours later, you are a dead-beat at the brocante… Dead-beat is in the photo, Pooped-out, luckily has the camera.
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Finds from the Brocante
In the middle of August, in Provence the brocante markets and antique fairs line up giving those of us chineurs (those who have the brocante bug, loving to hunt for antiques) a breath of fresh air. Brocantes and antiques fairs…
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A Garden Party
Our friends from Japan had a garden party this evening at their parent's home in our small village. Family. Safe. Happy. Free to be. Where they could run and play outside, and eat fresh food to their hearts content! They…
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Summer Wine
Dinner with friends, Under the Provencal sky, Light breeze perfection mingled with easy conversation. Tomato, courgette, aubergine, rosemary… Plenty of time. Unfortunately, that is not a good thing for French Husband…. He use to have…