These vintage postcards awaited me at a Pittsburgh flea market. They fill my head with stories, my heart with romance and my whole being with a deep, deep desire to return to the banks of the Seine and the grassy hill top of Le Sacre-Coeur.
These vintage postcards awaited me at a Pittsburgh flea market. They fill my head with stories, my heart with romance and my whole being with a deep, deep desire to return to the banks of the Seine and the grassy hill top of Le Sacre-Coeur.
