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One Day in Paris
What would you do if you only had one day in Paris? When I knew my husband and I were going to be in France for a week in late March and that we would only have one day in Paris, I started researching and dreaming. I had been to Paris twice before, once as a seventeen-year-old high school student on a class trip, and again in my early twenties with a heavy backpack on my back, and only a few hours before I caught a train to Le Havre to take the ferry to Ireland. Both trips were quick and furious, and mostly what I remembered was one crowded,…
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The Thistle
There are so many things I love about fall. It’s beautifully ironic to me that in a season typically full of death, decay, and hibernation, fall has always been so alive to me, so sensory with the bright infused leaf colors, the return of the rich green to our grass, wool slippers wrapped warm around my toes. My fingers spill over the yarns at the knitting store; I snuggle on the couch with my kiddos and escape into books. And the scents, oh the scents. Burning wood stoves perfuming the air, the crisp morning dew, chicken broth simmering on the range, yeasty beers at a football stadium, all the organic…
