Just a couple of pictures from my walk in the graveyard this weekend. I can't help but think there is something slightly romantic about the french graveyards with the little houses. It is so nice and silent there and colorful and I adore the little loan system where you can rent a shovel or a watering can.
I learned that Nantes is full of magnolia trees because the Americans brought them when they came doing the war. I can't wait for the beautiful sight of this at springtime.