Green Notebook from a quiet valley in Normandy
Down the road from the ruined abbey and the picturesque duck pond, not far from an old farm where I sometimes go to buy exquisite charcuterie, there is a house that flies the Red Bull Racing flag at all times. One day I must stop off and say “Bonjour”, and find out why there is … Continue reading Green Notebook from a quiet valley in Normandy →
Down the road from the ruined abbey and the picturesque duck pond, not far from an old farm where I sometimes go to buy exquisite charcuterie, there is a house that flies the Red Bull Racing flag at all times. One day I must stop off and say “Bonjour”, and find out why there is … Continue reading Green Notebook from a quiet valley in Normandy →
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