Category Archives: La vie intérieur

Do you know this man?

Well, you should. And if it is possible to know anyone at all, then Warren Harold can be known, too. His legendary and and often heartbreakingly beautiful photoblog That…was my foot will attest to that. It kind of unfolds like a rare flower, before your eyes. And before you know it, you are tunneling toward [...]

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A Nursery Obsession

After 7.5 months of unsuccessful house hunting, my husband and I have finally landed on an almost perfect little home for us and our nearly two year old son. Now the sleepless nights have begun: Can we afford it? Is it really all we hope for? The kitchen is ridiculously small — but the yard! [...]

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La douceur de la vie

Tonight the thing I cherish most of all is the sweet balm of friendship and love. There are some people whose hearts are so wide that you can easily find yourself falling into them. There are some so honest and profound that listening to them talk steals away all your unhappiness, until you have forgotten [...]

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