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my sweet friend Hanna-Maria[/caption] In this particular château they had developed a rosé bottle that resembled a perfume bottle... Beautiful. Our friends were celebrating their fourth wedding anniversary just the following day so this is the bottle we chose for them.
One of the things I most love about France is how full of history every last corner of this country is. This little castle and vineyard was German stronghold during the Second World War. They left the owners and their staff a couple of rooms and occupied the rest. One of the survivors, a madame Romer, worked for my French family for years after the war and told how she'd stolen food from the Germans' dog for her children so they'd survive. Even the dog was allowed so much better food than the locals of the occupied France. Incredibly, madame Romer also hid a Jewish man from her village in the stables of the castle throughout the war, right under the noses of the German troops. She was able to steal enough food for him and provide him a safe place, but he couldn't set a foot outside his hiding place before the country was liberated. He survived. [caption id="attachment_10861" align="aligncenter" width="500"]
my son ♥![/caption] Before and after the war, all the children from nearby villages would come to swim in the castle's large water tank when temperatures soared up to 40 degrees in the summertime. Still today, some of us were tempted...
My kids immediately caught the photogenic vibe of the place ♥. [caption id="attachment_10865" align="aligncenter" width="500"]
There's magic everywhere... If only you have the eyes to see it.[/caption] This vineyard was one of the first places of Provence to be liberated; it was here that the first paratroopers landed from airplanes. I still get shivers just thinking about it all. ~*♥*~
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