My husband has been coming to this quiet corner of the world as long as he's been alive. His parents and grandparents both own homes and after many years of holidays in Brittany, have retired there. We sort of assume we will do the same one day but who knows what the future holds.
It's peaceful in the Springtime before the influx of Summer tourists and we can take long walks in the neighborhood and barely see a soul.
His family rented the property this ruin sits on for ages before settling across the street.
This path runs parellel to our back yard and leads to the shore. I wonder how may times I'll walk this with my children before they want to go to beach without mom.
My Lulu collecting bricks for his maman's dream house.....
And he's off to explore on his Easter Sunday walk....
....with ten pounds of rocks in his pockets.