Edma looked down at her daughter Blanche and her heart ached. Watching the child sleeping so peacefully she wondered what did the world have in store this child?
Happy Mother's Day, wherever you are!
The Cradle, 1872, by Berthe Morisot.
Lisbon to Porto by train
I purchased tickets a couple of months earlier in hand (and on our phones) ready and waiting. Since we will only be taking two trains this t...
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[20 April, Easter Sunday] OK, so our morning wasn't actually spent in Annecy per se. Still the bus said Annecy City Tour. . . We had ou... -
[22-23 April] We were packed and ready to go by 9:00am. After last-minute tidying up we left the apartment keys on the table, hauled our ba...
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