In a cupboard here lies hidden and protected what certainly was once Adèle and Joséphine's greatest treasure...
A very old album filled to the brim with the sweetest antique postcards...
Antiques have a strange power on our romantic minds and are able to bring us in a long forgotten world, a fantasy world...
but this is only true today and for some, at a age of technology and permanent connexion...
Lives and life were different at the "Belle Epoque" at around 1900...
Who was she? Who were them? I wonder...
And I imagine a cold evening in a dark drawing room only lit by candlelight... Two little girls working together on their album, on their precious postcard collection...
The wind is cold and Adèle and Joséphine and Tante Maria are all long gone with it...
What was it like then? I wonder...