I spent the evening with a not-so-good Redbox movie while re-reading my recent mail and letters from my family in France. Nothing better than handwritten letters. In a foreign language. With accents aigus and everything. Since ma grandmere passed away in November 2012, I have been missing all things French now more than ever. (Why won't the airfare come down?) Elle etait ma source d'inspiration de toute ma vie. She came to me in a dream a few weeks back and told me she's doing fine...and that she loved all the flowers...
J'aime les fleurs aussi.
and the bolan boogie...
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