In the gardens of the Palais des Tuileries, a butterfly fluttered in the warm spring air. Soaring, turning, dipping, it flew over the formal lawns and beds of red and yellow tulips, past the elms and the holm oaks, before coming to rest in a haze of lavender.
(l love butterflies and can‘t you see that)
pickPut off reading this for a bit because I don‘t like books set on ships or with pirates 🤷♀️
Anyway, should have just trusted the author, it was a great addition to the series (it could be the last one but it was also left a bit open). A good read 👍🏻
Thankfully I decided to work at home today! The rain 😱 Quick lunch time read.
pickReview is up! Check it out!
https://reecaspieces.com/2023/08/06/the-ghost-ship-by-kate-mosse-bookreview-hist...
The Ghost Ship | 
