Château de la Grange

In her wooden frame, she counts the visitors passing by. She's the youngest of the group. Born at the end of the 18th century, the brush has immortalized her line forever. And what a brush! The delicate, moving brush of the Queen's official painter.
Little Louise Reine looks back with nostalgia on her childhood in this château. Her blue salon, her red salon. How she ran up and down those marble stairs. How many times did she hide behind those heavy draperies? But her favorite room is the library. Those blood-red walls, thousands of books perfectly lined up. The monumental fireplace, with its family insignia. Here she could dream and wander freely. Her mind soared with her reading. In the distance, she could hear the gentle sound of the harp echoing from the blue living room. The delicious smells of the kitchen tickled her nostrils. It's busy down there. She loved watching the big pots cooking in the huge chimney. Then came the parade of waiters delicately setting up the dishes in the large dining room. All kinds of crockery! Be careful not to break anything, Reinette," her mom kept repeating. The sun streams in through the big window. Spring is on its way, and the boxwood is already looking good again.

You too can follow in Louise Reine's footsteps!