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Hopping over the Bucket
Yesterday morning Annie called me. She asked if I was awake, and if I was dressed. I said, I was but I wasn't. Then she said, "I didn't sleep…
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Where the Road Leads
The road that leads.. along trees, vineyards, by old stone houses nestled in the country hillside… eventually takes me…. to a very different…
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What Color is your Wool?
Driving along the road back home I was greeted with a flock of sheep. Like a parade they came with their bells ringing, taking over the entire road…
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Traditions for a French Christmas
One of the most cherished French traditions for Christmas is putting up the creche, the nativity set. The Provencal creche is similar to North America's…
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Je Te Bénis
Je te bénis. Words that were written in an old French prayer journal I found at the brocante. Someone's hopes, dreams, thoughts, worries written down in prayer. Page after page.…
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Salt and Pepper Shakers and a Checkered Board
Salt and pepper shakers on a piece of checkered marble (tile) board. My mother keeps coming up with creative fun ideas for her home. The…
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A Christmas Tradition with Annie
With her list in hand, we went. Her pace was slow but steady. Annie knew what she wanted, which made it simple. I calculated the time we left…
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Santa’s Helpers
One of my Mother's clever tools of disciplining, my four brothers and I as children, was telling us that the birds that sat on the telephone wires were Santa's helpers.…
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A Favorite Christmas, Do Tell!
"…and a little child shall lead them." Isaiah 11:6 When I was fourteen my Mother…
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