My father was in the United States Army, therefore, we traveled frequently.
One blessing in my young life was to live in France for two years.
Many memories of France linger, such as our visit to Paris, French pastries (nothing compares), learning the French language in grade school, school field trips to château’s – the mazes and moats that surrounded the beautiful stone buildings, gypsies travelling in covered wagons, and open-air city markets.
I stumbled across this photo and felt a surge of abiance. Goodness…for someone that does not want to travel, I could definitely visit a place like this!