in France and smitten

When I arrived in the South of France just over a week ago, it was surprisingly cold and damp. Winter had not quite relinquished its grip. Since then, all that has changed. The flowers are blooming and the vineyards are waking up. The sky is looking bluer and the fields greener. Suddenly it’s springtime in France.

vineyards everywhere

isabel's garden2

Each time I’ve visited this country – I’ve fallen a little more deeply for the place.

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