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Motorcycle Ballet
Frenchhusband and I took the motorcycle out for a spin. The first act of spring! With our coats unbuttoned and scarves left aside, we headed towards the sea. Riding up…
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Letting your Hair down
What would happen if you played hookey? If you just step aside? If not for the rest of your life, just for a day, or a few hours? What is…
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Daily Bread
The daily *rituals of living, are not the rules of routine, they are the touches of passion that keep the heart beating. * to read the rest of this post click…
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Symbols of Spring before the Green
Symbols are life giving, they help define moments when words leave blanks. Certainly words can be symbols in themselves, one word can evoke strong feelings, can change the course of…
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Shooting Star
caught in my soul with your many rays of light, wish words pinned on you I wish I may I wish I might…
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Coffee Tea or Me
I call out to Frenchhusband, "What should I write about today?" From the other room he says, "Sex." "Coffee tea or me, that’s perfect!" He comes in and repeats, "Perfect?"
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French Laundry
Frenchusband came home with a twinkle in his eye; handing me a note that had the name and phone number of someone I didn’t know. "A certain Monsieur wants you…
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A Jewel in the Crown
The jewels in my crown are not diamonds, I don’t have rubies, or an emerald, not even a pearl! The crown I own wasn’t bought with money, nor given to…
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Caught in the Middle
A group of us went out to dinner last night, we were in three separate cars. Our friend driving the car in the lead missed the accident by a few…
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Love Speaks all Languages
Anyone listening soon hears the twang of English and the birds chirping. Everywhere we go it is the same type of chit-chat. Frenchhusband speaks in English to me though he…
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