
The light had changed, shivering through the window, enlightening the hydrangeas and the dahlia. Summer was cold, told the spirits of the old house, yet eager to see us work in the garden.


New friends were made : the kittens of La Montpensier, Noël, Patte Blanche and Patte grise.




Quelle douce atmosphère… Ca me fait penser à la maison qu’on ferme à la fin de l’été dans To the lighthouse.
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