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Just a Thought
When we are tagged by love, anything can be transformed. Have you ever built a wall around you with the mortar of your negative feelings only to have it fall…
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First Time Ever
I went to a flea market today, which isn’t unusual for me … But the prices were absolutely ridiculous. I wouldn’t pay those prices at a brocante, let alone at…
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Who is Jesus, Gabriel asked
Gabriel was looking at a book of artwork (Le Mauritshuis) at our home. A few pages later, he came upon an image of Christ crucified. He stared at it, then…
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Videos from my Instagram
Brocanting in Autumn is the best; it is not hot and certainly not cold, and there are fewer tourists to compete with. View this post on Instagram A post shared…
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Thank you for your gift
Blogging is a gift of friendship, there within is a pearl, the one I trusted was inside the shell, round, smooth, and perfect — beautiful. The blogging community is as…
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Cap Canaille, Cassis
On Cap Canaille Chelsea sits admiring the spectacular view over the bays of Cassis. The Cap 1309 feet jets up over the Mediterranean.
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Where there is a will, there is a way
Gabriel had a goal. To climb the “cliff”, that was made to bring water and electricity to the house they are renovating, and to create a terrace. He searched for…
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Jam Jars
An old wine bottle drying rack holds old jam jars. Years ago, William Sonoma collected some of these typical French jam jars and had them reproduced into drinking glasses. When…
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