French la Vie

                       My friends’ newborn baby is critical ill. The outcome is uncertain.   I called them knowing that it didn’t matter that I didn’t know what to say… knowing that I didn’t…

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                                          Photos: My niece Kat and little cousin Ethan.

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                                                           Do you see the plank of wood extending from one rock to the other? That is just a small part of the craziness you must endure to…

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                               Along the Northern California coastline the views from Highway 1 are nothing short of spectacular. If you are the driver you must focus on the road ahead or possibly…

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                       Overlooking the Pacific ocean, sits a small studio on a bluff in Northern California. For one glorious week this home away from home had us snuggled tight and anchored…

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                        “A collar from a Pirate costume?” Asked My Melange. Though Bonnie chimed, “It might be too big to be anElizabethan collar.”  Ulla winked with her artistic nod and added,…

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                       Here it is the guessing game challenge. It doesn’t look like much and it certainly isn’t old. But it is a reproduction of something that was used often…and just…

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                      Oops. Oh no, this is not the guessing game post that I promised yesterday. I ran out of daylight to take the photo of the item that I have…

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                          French lavender baskets. Similar to lavender bottles or wands, except the floral part is not concealed and the stems fold upward and are not sealed above the lavender blossoms. I am…

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Enjoy the boredom, enjoy the silence, enjoy the sleepless night, enjoy the guilty feelings. Enjoy the traffic-jams, enjoy the pants that are too tight, and the glass that is half…

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