Lord, my heart is not haughty, nor mine eyes lofty: neither do I exercise myself in great matters, or in things too high for me.
Aw...So sweet! The daddy in frontlomn looks like he's going to cry, though.
Don't know how the extra letters got in there; sorry.
Pretty! Where is this?
Griciliano, their convent near Florence. It's the community organised around the Institute of Christ the King. They speak French only, or I'd have been there already.
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