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Personal notes from a woman learning to follow her bliss . and finding it in the most unexpected places. Between Colorado, Italy, and a Wine Glass . Friday, July 17, 2015. Letters From a Puddle . Evaporating in the Colorado Summer Sun. Monday along the Arapahoe Pass trail. Crested Butte hike; hills smothered in wildflowers. Celebrating the CWE with bubbles! Celebrating Summer with more bubbles. Peace, love, and inspiration . Thank you also for allowing me.
A Blog for Italian Language students from Italian Language teachers and students. Via del Boschetto, 32. Like us on Facebook! Like us on Facebook! Follow us on Twitter! Follow Blog via Email. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. My Most Beloved Restaurant in Rome.
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Serena Italian Imports celebrates the love of all things Italian. We specialize in bringing you fine Italian costume jewelry, imported home goods and small leather goods. Let us tell you, through words and photos, all about our wonderful experiences there- and our wonderful experiences in life. Hotel degli Orafi in Florence. No matter how tired and stressed I am from overseas travel, as soon as I get into my room, which usually is room 403, sometimes 401, I feel c.
I want to know your name;. My 3 memorable years at NP BS has come to an end, I have no idea what I should do now.
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A Lonely Garden of Flowers, by Serena Joy. Sunday, April 20, 2008. I feel a light breeze as it floats through my blue dress. My toes tingle, exposed, peeking out from my twisted leather sandals. The flowers in my garden are sweets, filling the air with sugary scents. Beyond my flowers sand becomes a thick blanket, extending into a long stretch of beach, reaching out into the sea. This was once called Maine, now it is my home.