Flowers - that is exactly what I was thinking about all that day. I was in Guise on the 3rd and Arcis-sur-Aube on the 4th, the latter of which is gorgeous and full of flowers you can smell on the air, and all I could think was how unfair it was that I was there but Georges Danton never was again. I was quite shredded. Thank you for a lovely post which is rather on the same wavelength.