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Migration
Five billion years — we must find a new home. Five billion years — the earth falls into the sun’s…
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Willows
Early March and the willows, brown and gaunt, remember they are beautiful, first in the golden slant of the morning…
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Haiku, Japanese Garden
The shrine within me. Dew on the blades of grass shines on my dream lake. A feather drifts by,…
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Famine
Even desperate for water in the desert the dead must be washed, every part, to stand before God clean. …
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Loneliness
One clove of garlic, chopped, sautéed in olive oil, a handful of spinach leaves steamed, rice noodles boiled. An…
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Francine in Paris – Day 10
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Buskers on the Metro underground come in all kinds. Some stand in the subterranean tunnels and serenade you as you pass hoping for your spare change. Some play violins or…
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Francine in Paris – Day 9
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Macarons. Macarons. Walking around Paris, many of the sweets shops feature these dainty circles in many flavors. Even Martha Stewart has a recipe: confectioner’s sugar, almonds, egg whites, salt and,…
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Francine in Paris -Day 8
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Window-licking. The French go window-licking while Americans go window shopping. Deanna and I went out to find 2 rue de Grenelle where the fictional heroine in the book, the Essence…
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Francine in Paris – Day 7+
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If you come to Paris, if you love art and music, you must attend an evening concert at Sainte Chapelle. Imagine sitting in a high Gothic chapel with stained glass…
