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Mes Amis,

I write to you from the south of France. The wild poppies are blooming, the vines are beginning to show what will become clusters of flowers-then-fruit; the breeze is heady with floral scents carried from garden to garden. Here, the walls are made thickly of stone, the linens are fresh, and there is always a baguette to be shared. It’s like wal…