Going to Giverny was my idea and I knew it would be touristic but hoped for the best. And, as a backhand prompt, Margaret had never been. I had no interest or expectation to take a beauty shot but this one leapt at me, overcame cliche. How could beauty become cliche? Well, beauty can take a beating, and I took a beating walking obediently down the hemmed paths, trudging in file through the house filled with canvas textured copies of masterpieces.