Sometimes it is so good to remember past adventures.
Of walking through marketplaces in France.
The gorgeous red rocks.
Strolls through narrow streets.
Visits to ruins.
Remembering is part of the adventure.
I so wanted to picnic along the road here.
Beautiful windows and flowers.
Remembering the sounds of music and dancing here.
Climbing the hill here and dreaming of life in another era.
Sleeping just below this amazing sight.
Floating down this river and dreaming.
Walking through this villa.
Oh the vistas of it all!!!
Walking through this garden.
Dreaming and remembering this special time in France.