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Ballet for three Bulldozers

Introduction – Reading a Facebook entry earlier today pertaining to the Atenas, Costa Rica, (Gentle)Men’s Club. Someone mentioned that one of the prefered activities of that organization is the ballet. Really? I thought, and the following ensued. Set – A river bank in the southwest of France, decorated with the usual ancient SW Frenchy stone […]

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Our Anniversary Moon

Compelled by a conjugation of celestial events with personal occasions I shall muse on a more intimate level today than is habitual for me. As you no doubt noticed, Christmas was illuminated by a full moon this year, which last happened in 1977. Let’s have a look back at that Christmas Day thirty-eight years ago. […]

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Christmas Swans Swimming

Slowly traipsing around the house to wake up, brewing coffee, cradling a warm cup between my palms I move over to the front window. Looking out across the river Charente, I contemplate the quiet Christmas village under the arch and notice five white animals. The dog soon disappears, while the swans continue to drift lazily […]

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Sculling and Rowing with a little buildering thrown in

Saturday dawned pretty in pink, accentuated by a solitary cormorant passing overhead. As the rising sun backlit the trees and rooftops across the river Charente with ever increasing brightness, mist gathered gently to envelop the landscape in milky fuzziness. Inside, morning light filtered through sheer curtains creating mottled patterns across walls and objects. A few […]

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