Month: March 2018
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The Language of Flowers and a Few Portraits
A box at the bottom of a cabinet held nearly a hundred small portraits. They were painted by the same person, a young girl for her art class. Some of the portraits have bits of fabric and lace…
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Saying it Twice
Growing up bi-lingual doesn't just happen. It takes dedication, a great deal of patience and repeating words, over and over again. French Husband spoke French to the children, and naturally, I spoke English to them. When Chelsea…
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What You Can Find at the Brocante
The brocantes (flea antique markets) in France, are plentiful on any given weekend, especially when spring is in the air a million more pop up. Dealers come from around the area to set up and sell their old…
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The Wallpaper Talks
This is a favorite post of mine. I wrote it when I first started blogging 12 years ago. They stared into the future, their hair turned white, she lost her footing, he didn't take her hand, she…
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The Unexpected Kiss
Fallen berries on a marble plaque. Some of them cried, "What a waste why didn't we fall on fertile ground! We will never grow into a mighty tree on this cold hard surface!" A few others…
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Violets One of my Favorite Flowers
Favorite Violets. The bravest little flower dares to bloom before spring announces itself Receives a white winter coat and a heavy tiara of raindrop diamonds, Blooming purple with a note of glee.…