vintage postcard. 1929 the unbutton coat scarf tossed aside the cherry trees blossom babies are born flowers change the landscape tenderness fills the air the first signs of Spring are like french kisses!

First, I must say I collect seashells. Secondly, my daughter's prenom-first name is, "CHELSEA." My Father-in-law, a man of very few words, let alone English ones, said to me at her birth: "Chelsea is, "Sea-Shell, backward, non?" The French pronounce…

The Stone steps at the Theater in Orange are also used as seats. This massive first century outdoor theater holds five thousand people. I have been to two opera performances there. Both were jammed packed without an inch to spare.…

Sunday Morning  in my village: The church bells ring. The night curtain lifts. The baker puts out his baguettes. Sacha sleepy-eye walks around the corner to buy one. The birds begin to sing. The antique markets have been picked over.…

On this feast day of light my candle burns softly. Glowing, steadfast and strong. May this day be a prayer of light for: MaryKate’s and Rafa’s baby boy…in thanksgiving for a clean bill of health! Miracles do happen! For Shelley…

My 16 year daughter and her friends are playing in front of 3000 other students as I type. Can you hear her drumming? ts tst tttt att tt tat dm dat to Rock out honey child Go go girl! She…