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We have been working our way through the cupboard of board games, Articulate! being one. We have had gals vs guys (we won), young vs old, etc. etc. Lotsa fun. The noise! Got Quiet as a birthday present… via Blogger … Continue reading

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Lemon Love

I, for one, love lemons. My bag is packed. 15kg for five weeks. via Blogger http://ift.tt/2fVIvxQ

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Promulgating Pomegranates

Christmas time and pomegranates: forever connected in my mind. Here is my Pomegranate Christmas card: An illustration from Prof. Dr. Otto Wilhelm Thomé‘s book:  Flora von Deutschland, Österreich und der Schweiz, 1885, Gera, Germany, of the real McCoy: Punica Granatum (PD)

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The Boomps-a-daisical Holiday

Here is an interesting article, via The Browser: What’s is notable about ‘a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife’? (Christopher Howse of The Spectator on The Elements of Eloquence by Mark Forsyth). Now to remember that adjectives in English go … Continue reading

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The Yellow Wallpaper (C. P. Gilman)

THE YELLOW WALLPAPER   By Charlotte Perkins Gilman It is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer. A colonial mansion, a hereditary estate, I would say a haunted house, and reach … Continue reading

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Perceptive Personal Perspective

Handicapped Shot

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Last Hat Tip to Paris

Money or the Box? …keep your hat on be-hatted and be-scarfed, but not onbeskof

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So soon, just sweet Memories

Le Screaming Tree Bon-bons

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Adieu Paris

I’ve always wanted a hat box: it was like carrying a small braying zebra foal through the streets though, and on the smell-layered trains… thank you oldest son- you earned your stripes! Reach for the Sky Le Vin Rouge Chez … Continue reading

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