ALL THIS HAPPENED, more or less.
Part-time school librarian, Irregular photographer, Full-time procrastinator.
I write, I read, I dream, and sometimes, I capture fragments of my life and expose them here.

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My other blog, La viscontessa rampante turned 2 today! i’m so proud !

My other blog, La viscontessa rampante turned 2 today! i’m so proud !

Concrete Beach,

Concrete Beach, V

I am a child of the sea, i grew up with sand in my shoes and seashells in my pockets.

I also grew up with war stories from the occupation. My grandfather was 16 when France was taken by the nazis. He had to help construct those bunkers for the Atlantikwall.

I grew up playing in those concrete ruins. I’ve always been fascinated by these old skeletons that remind us of days long gone and how they fit in our present.

Concrete Beach, IV

I am a child of the sea, i grew up with sand in my shoes and seashells in my pockets.

I also grew up with war stories from the occupation. My grandfather was 16 when France was taken by the nazis. He had to help construct those bunkers for the Atlantikwall.

I grew up playing in those concrete ruins. I’ve always been fascinated by these old skeletons that remind us of days long gone and how they fit in our present.

Concrete Beach, III

I am a child of the sea, i grew up with sand in my shoes and seashells in my pockets.

I also grew up with war stories from the occupation. My grandfather was 16 when France was taken by the nazis. He had to help construct those bunkers for the Atlantikwall.

I grew up playing in those concrete ruins. I’ve always been fascinated by these old skeletons that remind us of days long gone and  how they fit in our present.

Concrete Beach, II

I am a child of the sea, i grew up with sand in my shoes and seashells in my pockets.

I also grew up with war stories from the occupation. My grandfather was 16 when France was taken by the nazis. He had to help construct those bunkers for the Atlantikwall.

I grew up playing in those concrete ruins. I’ve always been fascinated by these old skeletons that remind us of days long gone and how they fit in our present.

Concrete Beach, I

I am a child of the sea, i grew up with sand in my shoes and seashells in my pockets. 
I also grew up with war stories from the occupation. My grandfather was 16 when France was taken by the nazis. He had to help construct those bunkers for the Atlantikwall. 
I grew up playing in those concrete ruins. I’ve always been fascinated by these old skeletons that remind us of days long gone and how they fit in our present.

Concrete Beach, I

I am a child of the sea, i grew up with sand in my shoes and seashells in my pockets.

I also grew up with war stories from the occupation. My grandfather was 16 when France was taken by the nazis. He had to help construct those bunkers for the Atlantikwall.

I grew up playing in those concrete ruins. I’ve always been fascinated by these old skeletons that remind us of days long gone and how they fit in our present.

Seaside -

Le pont transbordeur.

La corderie royale, b&w I

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