• French Rooster

    An American Rooster sets up in France and starts cock-A-doodling in French! When my Mother was 13, she made this little yellow pot-holder rooster. The delicate black stitches have remained…

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  • Broken Flowers

    Porcelain Flowers                                          With painted on petals. Yester years memories Broken Chipped and cracked, Wilted leaves, Blooms…

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  • Passage of Time

    Crossing the threshold from Willows California to Marseille France was not easy. Even though I was in love, and starting the journey of married life with a Frenchman, leaving my…

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  • Fleur de Lys grow in France

    Iron rods with Fleur de Lys make interesting tough flowers in the winter time. The zinc jugs haven’t held anything this solid before. I like the colors of the rusty…

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  • Take time to Smile

    French Garden Bench. Hand made. The weekend is upon us. The time to relax is here. Come and sit down. Take a thought and a moment and time to be…

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  • Louie Louie and the Art of Louis 16th

         Louis 16th Sofa leg, without a ribbon around its knee. The real thing. It hasn’t exercised in years! Whatever is its secret! The leg is steady on its…

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  • Dream on Diamond

    My birth-day will be in a few weeks. Every year my husband and children ask me what I would like…each year I say the same thing… A House! A Car!…

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  • Love Letters

    Antique French Love Letters, inked on paper with a quill, tender thoughts from a man to his woman, his heart expressed like many unfolded pages, in perfect script dated 1769,…

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  • Brocante in France

    The best Brocante market, upper-scale flea market, is in a cow pasture. Those two words don’t seem to go together, but there they are brocante and cow pasture, side by…

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  • Living with a Frenchman

    Yann and I went hiking in the calanques, (the rough coast line between Cassis and Marseille,) our starting point a charming obscure little port called, Morgiou. Yann told me to…

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