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		<title>By: Springtime in the Rockies &#8212; Transforming Stress Into Personal Power</title>
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		<description>[...] A couple of weeks ago I wrote about April in Paris, in particular about the rain. The above picture was taken from our porch last Friday, April 17th. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] A couple of weeks ago I wrote about April in Paris, in particular about the rain. The above picture was taken from our porch last Friday, April 17th. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Jean</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jean</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 21:25:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>rummuser,
It&#039;s too bad she never had a chance to go with you. (:

I must say, the picture above brings back some wonderful memories.  We lived in Orsay, at the time a little village a half-hour train ride from Paris.  I took that ride almost every weekday to Alliance Francais, where I studied French.  And I did a lot of sightseeing after my classes.  It was a great way to start a marriage.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>rummuser,<br />
It&#8217;s too bad she never had a chance to go with you. (:</p>
<p>I must say, the picture above brings back some wonderful memories.  We lived in Orsay, at the time a little village a half-hour train ride from Paris.  I took that ride almost every weekday to Alliance Francais, where I studied French.  And I did a lot of sightseeing after my classes.  It was a great way to start a marriage.</p>
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		<title>By: rummuser</title>
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		<dc:creator>rummuser</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 16:37:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Jean, second time in just about a week&#039;s time that you have got me all teary eyed and nostalgic.  Again, Frank Sinatra and Cole Porter.
I love Paris in the spring time
I love Paris in the fall
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles

I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Paris, why oh why do I love Paris
Because my love is here.

I have been to Paris on occasions when it was raining, when it was sunny, when it was snowing and when it was miserable generally with a massive strike with everything closed down.  I loved every minute of my stay on each occasion. The only problem was my love was not there, but back home waiting for me.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;rummusers last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://rummuser.com/?p=1043&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Light At The End Of The Tunnel.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jean, second time in just about a week&#8217;s time that you have got me all teary eyed and nostalgic.  Again, Frank Sinatra and Cole Porter.<br />
I love Paris in the spring time<br />
I love Paris in the fall<br />
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles<br />
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles</p>
<p>I love Paris every moment<br />
Every moment of the year<br />
I love Paris, why oh why do I love Paris<br />
Because my love is here.</p>
<p>I have been to Paris on occasions when it was raining, when it was sunny, when it was snowing and when it was miserable generally with a massive strike with everything closed down.  I loved every minute of my stay on each occasion. The only problem was my love was not there, but back home waiting for me.</p>
<p><abbr><em>rummusers last blog post..<a href="http://rummuser.com/?p=1043" rel="nofollow">Light At The End Of The Tunnel.</a></em></abbr></p>
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