The kitchen

 

Our French village flat is in a building that's 400 years old, renovated of course. The stone walls are original. Two of the rocks are heart-shaped. A Danish sculptor who stayed here, turned two other rocks into fish.

We are sure at one time cows, sheep, donkeys, chickens, goats roamed where we now eat, sleep, write, love, laugh...I wanted to keep it rustic and was thrilled when I found an old farm house table from a Depot Vente. I love making bread on it and wonder if women before me did the same, what conversations did a family have as they ate their meals there.

Of course, the kitchen has been modernized, but there wasn't enough storage space. 

There's a new store in the village, Casa Mombassa, and they had three of the cabinets like the one to the left in the photo. 

We bought two and quickly arranged things.

We've a guest who looked at our work and suggested an alternate. We were thrilled with the results.

Note: We're still trying to decide if the semi-circle bricks were to an oven, or a door onto the outside. Our flat is the ground level of a double house.