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Low life

Walking, and praying, in the hills of Provence

An encounter with holiness in an old stone monastery

2 April 2016

9:00 AM

2 April 2016

9:00 AM

While I was in Provence, my hostess and I went out one day for a walk in the hills. We walked for three hours and didn’t encounter another soul, and apart from a couple of blue-tits, nor did we see any wildlife. At one point we came to an old stone monastery chapel perched on a ledge with aerial views of forested hills and mountains stretching away to the horizon and not a sign of the 21st century visible.

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