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Jasmin

The roads should blossom, the roads should bloom, So fair a bride shall leave her home! Should blossom and bloom with garlands gay, So fair a bride shall pass to-day! It is Baptiste, and his affianced maiden, With garlands for the bridal laden! The sky was blue; without one cloud… Read more »

Porte de Bagnolet

It was a croque monsieur sort of day.   Really good bread, sliced thickly enough to still be a bit soft in the middle when toasted, with melty cheese and a slice or two of ham… Elaine could almost taste it. Especially the cheese. Emmenthal cheese. Mmm. She’d been thinking about… Read more »

Basilique de Saint Denis

It was Rusticus who wanted to convert the heathen Parisii, not Denis. (And certainly not Eleutherius.) Denis had been quietly content ministering to the small community of believers that met in his house church in a small village not far from Athens.  They were a close-knit and surprisingly harmonious group,… Read more »