This is what it is like to peer into a French brocante.Little boxes of precious things on tables and beneath them.Things are thrown out in no particular order. They are none the less perfectly imperfect.
This delights my soul .I just feel so much gratitude to be able to do this and share it with you.
Tiny boxes that say charming things like plumes and rosaries made of nacre (mother of pearl) sweet little tiny thoughtful things. These are things I adore. And you all as well. I will be having a give away to celebrate my trip.It was very difficult with lots of stress and sickness but in the end beauty reigns. I felt so close to God while I was struggling . He just has a way of making all things right..... Bronchitis is on the mend....Thank you Jesus for antibiotics.
We found snow! - Last Sunday night I texted Lindsay in Arizona to see how she was doing, and also to ask her a favor, (I am such a good friend!). Lindsay texted me and sa...
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