I was playing with my dolls today. Meet my Madame Bovary.

“for her, life was as cold as an attic with a window looking to the north, and ennui, like a spider, was silently spinning its shadowy web in every cranny of her heart.” – Gustave Flaubert



This post was prompted by Daily Prompt: Playtime.


63 thoughts on “Playtime

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  5. About the photo,Rene’ and I found the lighting perfect…
    And the French authors you mentioned…….they are so much part of our life !
    We’re not so young as luminaetumbrae , of course!


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