We spend our lives hurrying away from the real, as though it were deadly to us. “It must be somewhere up there on the horizon,” we think. And all the time it is in the soil, right beneath our feet. ~William Bryant Logan, "Dirt -- The Ecstatic Skin of the Earth"
Rustic sitting room / potting shed / garden room at Annie-Moore's idyllic holiday home /bed & breakfast in the South of France