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French Kisses, the First Signs of Spring
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…
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SeaShells
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…
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Everywhere you Look Railings
Railings, are everywhere is France. Everywhere. They adorn everything. Varied sizes, intricate to plain-janes, straight-lace to curvy. Made of iron they are made to last. I bet you could go…
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Opera in France
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…
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Feast Day of Love
Saint Valentine’s Day Trust the many hands of love that come your way… The giving and receiving, the gentle and the strong. The hand that asks you to let go…
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Ruby Lips
Shhhhhhhhhhhhh, tomorrow is Valentine…French kissing, chocolates, all things red, expectations, pink candy heart messages, love letters, red roses, sweet nothings…and on *ruby lips the words I love you. *19th century…
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Beauty is in the eye of the Beholder
On the top left hand corner of a destroyed painting that I have is the face of an *angel. (In the corners of my life sit angels… and some demons…
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This place is not Taken
Stillness. Quiet. Silent. Empty. Alone– pair of chairs. Similar-alike-symbolic. Two-of-a-kind. Side-by-side. Next-to-each-other. Twins–not exactly the same. Peas-in-a-pod. Pears. Apples and Oranges. Blue. Waiting. Empty seat. The two of us. you…
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The Footprints we leave Behind
The carved slab of stone appears soft and delicate as silk fabric. I can almost see it move with a gentle breeze. Where was he going? Who took the time…
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Standing Still in Time
running didn’t help either did crying when mount vesvuis spewed pompeii slowly thickly devastingly covered in molt and ash time to pray how is time measured life does not stand…
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