Category: Living in France
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The Way it Was
Okay, I used to dress Chelsea up like a doll; And take pictures of her. You gotta know I couldn’t drive, I was alone, it was winter… Paris was cold, grey, and rainy, and I was from…
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Some Random Photos and Thoughts
Chelsea and I are sitting on a stone wall with vibrant spring in the background. Thanks, Hannah, for taking this photo of us, This dress is one of my favorites. I bought it at a second-hand shop for five Euros.…
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May First, Muguet Day
On the first of May, the French give Muguet (Lilly of the Valley) to each other. I love it! French Husband (like 99 percent of France's population) will go out early in the morning, returning with a brin for whoever…
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Maison du Village. A House inside a Village
We live in a small village outside of Marseilles. It is over a thousand years old—yes, over a thousand years old. A section of Roman road… (History) has passed through this village, down our street, in my house, and…
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Sixteen Years Ago
Dad, you are in my heart pocket no matter how many years have passed. Memory: I am eight years old and riding on the gas tank of my Father's motorcycle. We are rounding up the cows for milking. My Dad…