You cross the drawbridge and enter the ramparts searching for ghosts. There should be many; Carcassonne has a sad and brutal history that spans 3000 years. But if they are in the cité today, the ghosts are silent. You are … Continue reading
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Each of us was new
It was one of those gentle, magical days. A gift. We were in Nice, France. We wandered through the Old Town until I found the perfect striped straw bag I had been searching for, then took it with us to … Continue reading
Hot dog
Met on the path to the castle in Nice, France. Happy Thursday! Yours truly, Naomi