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Help Us Help Mohammed and his Family
I struggle with what many people say: It doesn’t matter what I say or do—it’s all out of our control. That the talking heads control the world. But I refuse…
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Two Places Left for 2025, Diving in Dumpsters is on the List
Two more spots left for the French la Vie Journeys 2025 One is the first week in May, and the other is the first week in June. Please make sure…
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When a Child’s home…
is in the country open space safe freedom to run outside straight from bed until sunset Where you can see your shadow follow you, the stars twinkle and the night…
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Somewhere beyond right and wrong, there is a garden, I will meet you there. Rumi
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Chelsea’s Home Renovation
The renovation begins. My daughter and her family moved back to our town in the south of France. They live three minutes away. Rene and his wife are at it…
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Because he can, he does
I wish he wouldn’t do these things: walk over a log, stand on top of a bridge barrier, or hang from a helicopter. Sacha shows me after he has, and…
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What will it take?
For the world to live as one. To accept everyone for who they are. To be kind. C E A S E F I R E. F O R E…
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Missed Calling in Life
While at a friend’s brocante shop I asked Yann to model one of the many kimonos, and did he ever model. Strike a pose! I want to buy many of…
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The Fainting Chair and the Tablecloth
Finding a second hand is where the actual hunt begins. Directions are seldom straightforward, even though straight is what they say…” Go straight,” says the man I have asked at…
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A Place to Stay in Provence
A perfect bed and breakfast in the middle of a vineyard in Carpentras. Chateau Cinq Cantons I am with a client who is interested in antiques for her shop. We…
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