Is it just me, or is Provence as pretty as a postcard, at each and every turn?
Take this tiny hole in the wall grocer – the first one around the corner from our charming little house on rue Franche.
I was just running to the market for fruit and milk, I didn’t even bring my camera.
And as I stepped inside, and rounded the corner from produce to dairy – voila!
Gorgeous turn of the century carved moldings, arches, aged washed walls giving this crammed corner the ultimate french touch of elegance.
Lesson learned. Always bring the camera.