Still in a French Country Idyll.
An everyday Paradise. We’re surrounded by fields and woods, sky and space. There is a house next door and we can put out a hand and touch their barn, but we hardly ever see them. We hear their cockerel crowing, and see their sheep grazing. But there is nothing to intrude upon our feeling of being little lords of the manor. We are here to … Continue reading Still in a French Country Idyll.