Our beach.
Didn't know what day of the week it was yesterday. It didn't matter.
Brody walks down a street built 9 centuries ago to get to the boulangerie for his beloved baguette.
Bistro.
Morning.
~•~•~lovely~•~•~
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5 comments:
I am just loving your pictures and tales. The pictures are so beautiful, and so....foreign. ;) I am so glad you are having a good time! I thought of you often yesterday. I bought a loaf of french bread and Phoebe got a bag with an Eiffel Tower on it that said Paris at Subway. :)
I feel serene looking at you photos ~ I can only imagine how you feel!!
Love.
Love.
All I can say is "Wow!" You are so very lucky. The pictures are beautiful I can only imagine what its like in real life.
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