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Drawing challenge: Coat, the von Alemann coat

I was so happy when Patrice called this week’s drawing challenge: coat, and, for me, this started with a book. Not just any book, THE BOOK. One of the most precious books I have, the book of my family, the von Alemann family. The…

April 24, 2015
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WordPress weekly photo challenge, treasure

It was really hard for me to chose because I tend to classify so much as “treasure” in my life, but then I came across this photo of a little test tube of fossilized seashells. This is about the only thing I have which…

February 14, 2014
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Special, true moments

I was thinking that the last year of my father’s life we drove to his cabin on as many weekends as we could. He loved it there. Up there on East Twin Lake, six hours out of the city, up there with the loons,…

December 4, 2013
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When you think of France, what do you think of?

Paris? Provence? Bordeaux? Today, the lovely Anita from Castles, Crowns and Cottages invited me to share what my France is. My France almost always is the High Savoy. One of my ancient family seats is the village and the Castle Allaman in Switzerland, on…

May 17, 2013

Horse Chestnuts and the magic of Autumn

Horse chestnuts, the bitter chestnuts, the pagan magic tonic chestnut. The poisonous one, the narcotic one. Why can’t I keep away from them? Bet you can’t either. Isn’t it satisfying to find these big, fat fruits and hold them in your hand? Don’t you…

October 11, 2012

Of August 20-21, 1968. Memories come

At the sea Vacation at the sea To the sea we go wrapped up with love and family and splashy, splashy fun. Warm August happiness in the German sea. … Next morning…panic. We children were protected. Things are fine, they said. A Czech convoy…

October 10, 2012

Of sunshine, rum and dandelion chains. Memories come.

Some days there is a golden light that happens in the evenings. It comes thru the trees, from the west into my house. The thoughts of Prague are just on the edge of my mind then, except this west coast light is too blue…

October 6, 2012

Of pipe tobacco and pepermints. Memories come.

The other day I walked thru Victoria Park at dusk. There were lots of people in the park. The beautiful autumn weather is holding and everyone wants to get the best of the west coast before it succumbs to its alternate name of “wet…

October 3, 2012