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Sun-Dried Tomatoes
Another afternoon is passing by. In Colmar, the sun is still shining. I think this is the last day of summer. Laura has just come back from kindergarten, and Luca has just woken up. It is the perfect time for a picnic. And not just any picnic, but one under our tree. In case you are wondering how on earth we came to own a tree, I can explain it very simply. If you look on Google Maps at the courtyard in front of Colmar’s central library, the tree closest to the library is our


One of the Most Beautiful Days of My Life
Do you think that's an exaggeration? Do you think something especially interesting happened, worth telling the rest of you readers about? No, it's not an exaggeration, and no, I don't think anything particularly interesting happened. Objectively, it was probably just another day of my life. But to me, it was something beautifully special. Here's the story, and I'll let each of you decide for yourselves whether it really was a beautiful day. The day started fairly early with a
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