So
many
French
papers.
I'm spouting this lovely language all over the place. Sometimes I think of the French word before the English one. They say that means progress, though, which is good. Right? Right.
I was just flipping through/ catching up on my favorite blogs. Found an old post from la porte rouge with some lovely shots. Her writings are so thoughtful and gentle. I love reading about life on a farm while listening to the city kids playing outside my window.
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