Can you hear the hooves clicking on the cobblestones? Do you see the steaming horses and the bustle of a departing riding party? Do you hear the clattering in the kitchen, later resulting in a celebratory Sunday dinner? I did, as I peeked out through the window into the courtyard.
And I sank into the bubbles of my heart-shaped bathtub and dreamed I was a princess.
(Rosersberg palace, Stockholm, Sweden; October 2013)
January 12, 2014 at 12:54 am
Gorgeous! Love the cobblestoned courtyard.
January 12, 2014 at 10:28 am
Me too. My shoes didn’t!