...is one spent among green hills, sunshine and a light breeze, wine and cheese under grapevines, an old French cottage with lightblue windowpanes, long walks in the woods with two sweet dogs, a French neighbour who brings us homemade crème brûlée, and the best part of all: a sewing machine for me to use...
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