A French Hydrangea

 

As I posted before  - and I will post more next days - we went to Lourdes, France for our Summer holidays and it was even better that we could antecipate. There everything is beautiful. Nature is so lush there, everywhere we look we find beauty.

These hydrangeas we found in the garden of our hotel. So pretty, aren't they ?

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Blue Monday

Today is Blue Monday at Sally's on Smiling Sally.

I took this picture last Summer when we were on holiday. It was from a monastery, now a museum, in the North of Portugal.

Make me feel I want to go back to those wonderful places.

Holidays memories - III

Here I am again.

One garden we went to visit in Braga was the Gardens and Palace of the Biscaínhos.

In this one we can see 3 of my children. The other one is not in the picture but she is in the garden.

It was in the day after that visist that we went to Bom Jesus.
When my husband said we would go to Bom Jesus next morning, I was so happy. Such a wonderful place: the park, the garden and the church.

And on the day after we went to Tibães Monastery.

Here are my girls on a lane at Tibães.

We had a wonderful time. We made a picnic there and then visisted the gardens and convent, including the church.

Did you see, some post ago, a picture of an hydrangea with rain drops? It’s from that garden.

Wonderful place, as everything around Braga.
Just look at the inside of this church.

See you tomorow for the final post about our holidays.
I think some of you are maybe tired of that kind of posts, but I feel I must do it so it would be recorded.
How could I just ignore sunch a wonderful time I had with my husband and children?
And in such beautiful places.

A display of beautiful things

One thing I liked in our holidays was the amount of beautiful things I had the oportunity to see: architectures,churches, landscapes, flowers, places...

See this hydrangea in the Monastery of Tibães garden. It rained some time before and we still can see the rain drops falling down the flower and leaves.

Other day, in a garden in Braga, this thisplay of yellow flowers and some other in pink. It was like a drunkeness of beauty.

And there was good things to eat also. Look at that chocolate crepe I ate in Vigo, in a cafe outside in the street, looking at the people passing by.

And this shop in Santiago de Compostela.

More food tomorow.