Brooklyn Botanic Gardens

I woke up feeling awful today, and it took me a few hours to work out why. I’d planned to share this part of the trip with a dear friend who died at the end of January. This message on the side of the Brooklyn Public Library really spoke to me.

I beguiled my sorrow with a trip to the Brooklyn Botanic Gardens, somewhere we’d planned to visit.

There Spring has…

…well and truly sprung.

It nourished my heart…

…to walk in the garden and think of him.

It’s cherry blossom 🌸 time…

…and the joy and excitement under the trees was palpable.

I was able to savour the joy of new life…

…renewal…

…whilst holding on to the valuable…

…precious memories of the past.

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Corbigny past and present

Itˋs still too damn hot, but I managed a trip out to Corbigny, where there is a lovely toy shop… …interesting mediaeval bits and pieces… …fun shop signs… …a great place to drink coffee and watch the world go by… …suitably mad French cars… …and baffling street furniture… …and a chilling reminder that not that long ago, people like you and me were taken away and annihilated. Remember them, never forget, never again.

Église st Jean Baptiste - Moulins-Engilbert

For a small, sleepy place…Moulins-Engilbert… …has a very large church. It is… …rather… …lovely… …with lots to see… …beautiful… …carving… …and lovely old wooden pews. And as well… …as these lovely faces… …there are… …some glorious statues in the crypt. However, what most spoke to me was the war memorial… …including my hostˋs grandfather.

Vézelay - one of my favourite places on earth

What is there to say… …about Vézelay, which hasn’t already been said by better wordsmiths than me? We set off early because of the heat… …and to my great delight…had… …the basilica…more or less… …to ourselves… …in calm… …tranquil… ….peace. Do try… …and visit… …if you can. Part of my soul… …is always there.

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