Ici repose: Colette
Ici repose: Colette
There's a story - a history to this blog. (Duh - obviously). During the beginning times (Goddess that's like over 3 years ago). It was a dark place indeed - ergo the title 'Dancing on Colette's Grave'. Since then , well I won't claim it's all light and airy - but I am definitely in a better place and have been for a while now. Still, at the bottom of the page housing the current posts on this blog is a picture of the grave site of dearest Colette - so as to remind me for one of the journey and indeed one day - the journey's ultimate end (LOL).
One of my blog friends is a gentleman named 'Tribe' - we have been chatting it up for a while now and he has witnessed a lot, and even gotten to know me - the *real* me - over these years.
Well, recently Mr. Tribe took the lovely Mrs. Tribe on a trip to Paris (I am SO jealous - and all of my attempts to cajole him into letting me stow-away in the luggage didn't work at all *pouts* - but I digress...).
At any rate, Mr. Tribe was kind enough to send me a picture of the grave of Colette - after whom I take my nom de plume as well as made into the patron Saint/Goddess of this blog...
So to my dear 'Cheri' Tribe, I want to say: Merci bien, et Je t'aime (but only in the way one loves a dear, cherished friend). Alors a salut Monsieur Tribe!
There's a story - a history to this blog. (Duh - obviously). During the beginning times (Goddess that's like over 3 years ago). It was a dark place indeed - ergo the title 'Dancing on Colette's Grave'. Since then , well I won't claim it's all light and airy - but I am definitely in a better place and have been for a while now. Still, at the bottom of the page housing the current posts on this blog is a picture of the grave site of dearest Colette - so as to remind me for one of the journey and indeed one day - the journey's ultimate end (LOL).
One of my blog friends is a gentleman named 'Tribe' - we have been chatting it up for a while now and he has witnessed a lot, and even gotten to know me - the *real* me - over these years.
Well, recently Mr. Tribe took the lovely Mrs. Tribe on a trip to Paris (I am SO jealous - and all of my attempts to cajole him into letting me stow-away in the luggage didn't work at all *pouts* - but I digress...).
At any rate, Mr. Tribe was kind enough to send me a picture of the grave of Colette - after whom I take my nom de plume as well as made into the patron Saint/Goddess of this blog...
So to my dear 'Cheri' Tribe, I want to say: Merci bien, et Je t'aime (but only in the way one loves a dear, cherished friend). Alors a salut Monsieur Tribe!
posted by Colette at 1:39 PM
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