Roses from my garden back in France. Chelsea and co. came to stay with Yann for several days. Our garden is at its best in May. But this year the roses bloomed in advance as did the Irises. Chelsea…

  Looking out to this view that I know by heart even with the ever changing rice fields as they alternate between seasons. Change and rebirth constant companions feel like nothing compared to this gigantic shift. Serene from my window…

My mother is a baker. Baking comes to her naturally. My mom would love to bake all day long but I prefer to walk than to roll. And roll I would if I eat all her would be goodies. I…

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