It has been a long time since I have washed so many loads of laundry, cooked so many meals, washed so many dishes, read so many children’s books, kissed so many boo boos, hugged so many little boys, picked so many cherries, pulled so many weeds and just listened to so many stories from my grandsons. It has been lots of fun but we are ready to head back to Provence to recover. Luckily, they will be coming to visit us in July sometime. The newest little grandson-my two year old grandson calls him Thanyo-seems to have changed already. I think he is going to be blond like the rest. Right now his eyes look like they may be blue but none of the others have them so the chances are slim, not that it matters.
Up above the house is a church that I see the steeple of everyday and hear its bells. I’m not an expert but it sounds like they are being rung by people, not on some sort of automatic system.

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Not the view I usually have.

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Aren’t these cyprus trees great? I usually see them in cemeteries in France. These are in front of the church.

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An angel on the church.

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I liked this rustic watering can hanging on a nearby wall.

Sideroads of Europe

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