Thursday Doors: The Chapel of Saint-Sulpice, Villerest, France

This is my contribution to the weekly Thursday Doors challenge, hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities blog. ~~ For the month of July, during a stay in central France, my husband and I took many walks through the countryside of Villerest. Today, I am featuring one of them and what we came across. During our walk, we found…

Thursday Doors: Villerest Doors Surrounded by Nature

This is my contribution to the weekly Thursday Doors challenge, hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities blog. ~~ Here’s more from my trip in July, romping around the countryside of central France. These doors are kept company by nature. Delightful finds! And if there is not enough foliage on one side, you simply pull it through the door….

Whispering Brush

Amelia stood before the blank canvas, her paint brush raised, waiting. She painted what her muse whispered. They said she had a gift, but she doubted it. She simply loved to paint. Her mother always took away her paintings when she was through. Neighbors often thanked her on her way to school.  She never asked…

Thursday Doors: Back to the Medieval Village of Villerest, Central France

This is my contribution to the weekly Thursday Doors challenge, hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities blog. ~~ This week, I am featuring more discoveries from the medieval village of Villerest, Le Bourg Medieval de Villerest, located on top of the hill near the place where we stayed for the month of July. One way to enter the…

Thursday Doors: The Countryside of France

This is my contribution to the weekly Thursday Doors challenge, hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities blog. ~~ For the next several weeks, I will be featuring our (my husband and I) July stay in the countryside of France. We left Lyon after a whirlwind tour, running around to see as much as we could, and took a…

Thursday Doors: Lyon, the Final Installment

This is my contribution to the weekly Thursday Doors challenge, hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities blog. ~~ This is my final week of featuring Lyon in France, from a trip there this summer. I hope you enjoy a little more of Lyon! The Church of Saint-Nizier The construction of the Church of Saint-Nizier began in the 14th…

Pure of Heart

Eliana rested beneath my branches, tucked into the curve of my trunk, her hair covered in ash, her face streaked with tears, her heart pure. I glanced toward the horizon and saw the remnants of smoke rising from her burning village. I whispered, “You are safe, now. I promise,” as the birds sang to her…

Peace over Power

The Ancients stand behind the Great Door in the Eternal Temple, waiting to bring peace and understanding to the world. A woman enters the temple, her high position granting her access. She has reached her place of power through hard won battles, and now she must choose. Will she relinquish what she has gained and…

CFFC: Things Framed by Nature

This is my contribution to Cee’s Foto Fun Challenge hosted by Dan Antion over at NoFacilities blog. I joined this challenge a few weeks ago, and it has been a lot of fun to search through my archives, reliving memories. For the theme this week, “we switch to subjects framed by nature, you know, trees, leaves, land…

Thursday Doors: The Lyon Cathedral (France)

This is my contribution to the weekly Thursday Doors challenge, hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities blog. ~~ Continuing in Lyon, France, this week, I am featuring the Cathédrale Saint-Jean Baptiste or known as the Lyon Cathedral. “The cathedral of Lyon is an iconic monument of the city as well as a medieval artistic masterpiece. Built from the…

Thursday Doors: Traboules & Courtyards in Lyon, France

This is my contribution to the weekly Thursday Doors challenge, hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities blog. ~~ Lyon has several traboules scattered around in the Old Town of the city. “Traboules” mean “to pass through” in Latin and are hidden passageways that connect one part of Old Town, Lyon with another. Happily, we found one and wove…

At the End of the Day

It took a long time to get here, the place I wanted to be but did not know it. I bought my first guitar when I was eleven, with money I earned from doing chores. The lessons were arduous with blistered fingertips, till I was good enough to love it. I strived and struggled until the…