The two doves

On this sunny Sunday of November, I went to Castries (Hérault, France) for its monthly flea-market.
This time I bargain-hunted figures in a Christmas crib (you will see them next month, for Christmas). Among them there are two white china doves.


On my way back, I picked an olive branch to use it as a symbol.
I hang a baked clay enamelled heart with a lace printing on it (made by a workshop called “500 degrés”).

An old grey book, some pendant stones...
A composition I dedicate to my friend Pampille.
Translated by Isabelle
A composition I dedicate to my friend Pampille.
Translated by Isabelle
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