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Blogging is . . .
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Blogging is about meetings of minds. Blogging is about meetings. Chance meetings, encounters of the blogging kind.
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Today I met a blogger, after about three years of a virtual and long distance conversation. She hails from California, but was travelling in France. Her name is. . . well, let's just say her name is English Rider. And her blog is here. (as well as in my sidebar at "Where's My Effing Pony?") And it was a pleasure to meet her. Not only was it a rare pleasure to meet her, but she became the first person today to actually buy one of my books. Imagine that, she came all the way to Paris to buy a book of photos from the Causse Méjean ! Ok, she will be doing some other things in France while on this side of the ocean. But still, I'm thrilled. So thank you E.R. ! ! !
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Not only did she buy one of my books, but she gave me a book of poems by Claude Farhi which was illustrated by her husband, who is a very fine painter indeed. If you are curious, you can find some of his work here. He has had numerous shows in both France and the USA. He is also a sculptor, a carver of stones. He and E.R. run a business doing creations in stones for clients in various places. Stone roofs, stone kitchens, stone bathrooms, and stone fireplaces. When she showed me some pictures of fireplaces they had conceived and installed, I couldn't help but think of a large stone fireplace I had seen this summer in a chateau in Brittany. It was carved by the sculptor Pierre Szekely, and was rather lovely, in my humble opinion, to behold. I mentioned to E.R. that I thought both she and her husband may appreciate it. Without further ado, here is the chateau and the fireplace in question :
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