Every French village is as pretty as the one before
Driving through the tiny villages of the bucolic French countryside, it seemed that every single one of them was as cute and adorable as the one that came before.
There was so much cuteness that, on some level, it almost seemed to take on a degree of normalcy.
Laundry hanging out on lines, babbling brooks, well-tended vineyards, clay-tiled roofs… And everywhere, stone buildings that were built in the 16th and 17th centuries.
