Before we journeyed back to the south of France from Rennes we had breakfast at my Belle Mere’s table.
She has an armoire stuffed with pretty things, most of the pieces are things passed down from her or her husband’s family. To think these things have been making daily appearances for breakfast for nearly a hundred years. I am glad to be part of the tradition.
Of course not everything on the breakfast table is traditional nor an antique.
A view from Belle Mere’s dining room.
Oh! French husband said we are leaving in five minutes, I’ll have to stop now!
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