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Mon Petit Village

Yesterday I watched an old home movie from when we lived in the village. In my pink sweater, walking to school, I keep singing "Mon petit chevalier, mon petit chevalier..."

Obviously I haven't changed much in over 20 years as I still have the tendency to sing one line of a song over and over, driving my father crazy.

It is wonderful to be back in this little town, full of memories and familiar faces.  The town itself is beautiful and rich in history.

I want to share it with you, so I thought I would take you on my morning walk today... France France France

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