⪧ We left our life in New York City to make a new one in Provence ⪦

September 18, 2008

St. Sulpice



"Sometimes, late at night...he would be observed staring up at the huge towers of the church which rose into the sky, unlovely but reassuring...Standing small and insubordinate, he would watch the basins of the fountain loosing their skirts of water in a ragged and flowing hem..." (from Nightwood by Djuna Barnes).

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