Travel
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Up On The Roof Top
As Emily and I went roaming around Paris discovering the most amazing knit shop, and having coffee and molten lava cake at the Louvre, nothing could have prepared us for our re-entry into our domestic bliss. "Mom, the girls were… Continue reading
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Shared Moments
I love catching little glimmars of when they come together. Brother and Sister meet after 3 weeks of being apart. After flying all night, Zaina arrived in Paris during the early morning hours. The stillness of this moment and the… Continue reading
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Locked on the Bridge of Love
I was teaching my sweet daughter the art of the flanneur. Flanneur in French means to stroll and it's one of the things I love to do the most when I'm in Paris. As we were strolling along the Seine,… Continue reading
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Good Continuation
These days between Christmas and New Year's in the Swedish tradition are known as "Good Continuation". Why end all of the merriment? Our huge family gang is still together moving in tribal form around Montreal, that is until I took… Continue reading
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Our Friendly Neighbors to the Sunny North
Usually this time of year sees me baking like a fiend. It has had to be postponed due to the fact that we're heading to Montreal to be with our family and friends for the holidays. We're travelling today but… Continue reading
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Mrs. Fox Aboard the Constitution
The boy had waited a lifetime. His grandfather was a master model tallship builder. His version of the Constitution sits above my television and all young "O" could think of was the day that he would see the "real" ship… Continue reading
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Chasing Friday Night Marimbas
Though it is October, we had the gift recently of being chased by the last days of summer warmth and sun in Portland Maine. Artists, musicians, food vendors, and the people of Portland, all joined together to celebrate their creativity… Continue reading
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The Magic Fairy Forest
From the sea, sister continued her island discovery with her brother. Through the forest they walked, collecting bits of shells, moss, sticks, bark and stones, it was clear that they were not in any forest. As far as the eye… Continue reading
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