Usually I am not one for French Provincial – mostly because I think I would not be able to stop myself from swishing around my house desperately, laundry basket on hip, and book in hand singing “there must be more than this Provinical Life!” I mean wouldn’t you? You wouldn’t? You’re lying. Its ok though, I won’t tell. But oooooooh girl just look at this beauty (no pun intended). Somewhere in the back woods of Greenwich. This is no new construction, chickens, this is legit.
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