[Bringing my travels up to date will take some time. For now I’m culling/organizing my photos and arranging chapters for future writings. As a result there is less narrative and more imagery. However you wish to view these posts: a quick perusal, a lingering glance, or a stepping stone to your own travels, I hope you will be no less inspired.]
The countryside has undeniable beauty and pleasures, but after a time I miss the sea. I sought a coastal town and stayed a few weeks in Fécamp, France.
Walking along the coast nourishes me as few things do.
Others seek different pleasures.
I watched the ever-changing sky and sea.
And strolled along farmland
-despite the occasional muddy path.
Coastal towns in winter hold a particular charm.
There are no crowds. Many places are closed, yet ageless rhythms remain.
Picturesque towns are many.
As are solemn reminders of the tragedy of war.
But beauty resonates.
to be continued…