I think my favorite recurring dream is the one where I discover a previously unknown room in my house. I know I like that one better than the “naked in public” dream, or the one where the curtain is about to open and I realize I didn’t memorize my lines. Or the one where…oh, never mind.
Anyway, when I first heard the story about the discovery of a priceless painting in a Parisian apartment which had been uninhabited for 70 years, I was captivated. The lovely Parisian apartment in the 9th arrondissement belonged to a Mrs.de Florian who recently died at the age of 91. She left Paris for the south of France just before World War II and never returned. The rent was paid regularly all those years but the apartment remained untouched.
Following her death, the apartment was opened and its dusty treasures were beheld for the first time in seven decades.
There was even a stuffed ostrich.
What an unbelieveable story! Thanks for this post. I'm so thrilled to have found out about this lady and her apartment. The pictures are divine.
I know. Isn't it delightful? So much "scope for the imagination" as Anne would say.