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Current ArticlesThis feed's current articles are shown below. Subscribe for updates to all the content available in this feed, or click through here to see the original article.  Life has been captured in paint, carved from stone, cast in bronze, and passed from one generation to the next. Every canvas, every sculpture, every weathered surface beckons to hold a fragment of who we were—a love, a loss, a triumph, a question… And it continues. moving through the people crossing the courtyard, the laughter carried by... Read the whole entry... »
 Seek Goodness
 2026-09-15 11:00 UTC by Corey
 Be the eyes that see, the voice that speaks.
the movement that inspires,
the listener who truly hears.
Be the catalyst that transforms awareness into action. Whatever source of energy we carry—whether a spark or burning passion use it. Draw upon compassion to ignite the flame. See injustice.
Hear the unheard.
Speak for peace.
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 Lunch after “Brocanting”
Brocante is a French word for an upscale flea market, and some brocantes border on antique markets. I borrowed the word and turned it into an English verb—brocanting—to describe spending the day wandering through brocantes, hunting for unique treasures.
It has a good ring to it. Did you go... Read the whole entry... »
 Some of the antiques that caught my eye. Their value isn’t what drew me in. They may be rare or common, expensive or inexpensive, practical or completely impractical. I may not need them, and I may not even want to own them. They simply caught my eye. My cousins Alma, Mike, Shelley, and Neil joined us this weekend as we wandered... Read the whole entry... »
- Sweet Sunday to You
- The Man at the Brocante
- What Do We See
- Aix en Provence
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 Just Dessert
2026-09-12 11:00 UTC by CoreyCream, Chocolate, butter, sugar- repeat. and which one made it to my table? Fresh fruit, crumble, with a blended cream center. French desserts are the best- with one exception- my mom’s desserts. 
 We climbed through the tiny hilltop village of Bajardo, making our way up the steep, ancient stone stairways and narrow pathways. as I climbed up I couldn’t stop thinking about how I was yet again wearing the wrong attire- my Mary Jane heels. I gotta start wearing the proper shoes for the occasion. They’re incredibly comfortable, but... Read the whole entry... »
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