My idea of a perfect day. Colette and Romy digging their toes and little fingers in the sand. Kicking up water. Lying on the blanket facing the sun directly. Reading The New Yorker that arrived this morning. Looking out at the coastal lighthouse and then at each other, "let's go find it." In slippers (because that is what we wear to the beach). Walking a mile. Wild fun. Trail markers and giant ant hills - à la Provence. Then 'The Ants Go Marching" bordering on obsessive play back. All together. Finding wonder, the Côte d'Azur, and each other all along the way. A slight March sunburn; definitely worth it.
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