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Return to Le Mont St. Michel

Le Mont St. Michel rises up from the sea, like a fairytale from earlier days. It never fails to take my breath away, drawing ever nearer. And though the inside is much too crowded, loaded with tourists and fake souvenirs, one day I will return. Again. 

Copyright Marion Driessen

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Caretaker of males, both human and feline. No lady, but all woman. Avid reader and photographer. Determined to find writing time during busy days. And nights if needed. Because I need you to meet the wonderful people who are living in my mind.

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