Singing the praises of here is something that I do easily. As much as I love France; I often say that it is this very spot that makes it home for me.
Each element and piece to this puzzle comes together to make it special.
The Chatette is tucked into the valley, beside the Lot River, on a pie shaped piece of land abutting a cliff.
Sam and I sleep tucked into a corner beside the fire place, surrounded by light and stone that sparkles pink with rose quartz even when we're sleeping. And, we do sleep.
Sleep...something so essential that seemed to always escape me in New Orleans.
Here, I start on the sofa with my book after dinner. By 8 or so, I'm snuggled into my tucked in spot with Sam.
By dark at 10-we are sound alseep looking forward to the many hours of deep sleep and the morning darkness that brings sweet moonlight, gorgeous sunrises, nurturing candlelight, and roses in the night.
We are living a tucked in life.
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