The teargas had us coughing and crying. Our path was sprinkled with protesters about to engage in a streetfight. When we finally put some distance between us and the angry mob, the fresh air of the empty park was a very good reason to smile. Still, we did not linger, we wanted to feel the city's pavement and cobblestones beneath our feet. This weekend my family and quite a few friends of my family joined us for an amazing Thanksgiving dinner. There was everything: turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, and so on.
I am a natural smiler. That means I smile all the time. When I was a teen living in the US, about to move to France, I was advised not to smile in public in Paris, that this would be dangerous for me. Well, it might be dangerous if you cast sexy smiles at strange men, but … Continue reading A List Of Smiles #WeeklySmile
He could not forget that moment when he saw her for the first time. Each time he sees a big blue door he thinks back to that moment. It was a spring morning, he had just shut his front door and was on his way to work, when he caught sight of a young, beautiful woman standing in a doorway. … Continue reading D is for Door – A to Z Challenge April 2015
The Artist Magnetically attracted, she walked towards the woman sitting on a bench in the parc. As if she was an old acquaintance, an old friend, a member of our family. But no, it was only a stranger who had a magical attraction upon my daughter. My little one was just a few weeks over … Continue reading The Artist