Sunset around La Flocelliere Church

With the Vizsla's following the bikes at full sprint around the gardens, I stole little Tuppence, my Aunt's Cavachon and we headed out for a quiet stroll. 

Tentatively she waited for me to finish up some selfies... 

Then off we went. 

We had left the grounds of Chateau De La Bergellerie to pop to the building just next door...

From the grounds of the Chateau, one of the side walls backs onto the Church perimeter. After the devastating terror events at a church in the country just that week earlier, the bells would ring for hours in respect to the priest who's life was taken. 

We wandered into the church, feeling enveloped in the gentle silence. The coolness of the stones was a welcome in the lingering heat of sunset. 

Our footsteps echoed through the great caverness space, walking with light feet we explored the nooks and crannies. 

The walls on the outside of the building which back onto the Chateau gardens have in the past been hammered by cannon balls. The exterior shows the scars of war from so many years ago. 

Internally, the building shows scars too from times of war and suffering. 

Thinking about all the suffering in the world at present, it's hard not to wonder what's so different between then and now... 

We paid our respect, bowed our heads and left the cool silence of the church... 

Somber from our exploration within, Tuppence leapt to my lap for ear tickles. 

Then, as the clock tower struck 7pm, we wandered back to La Bergeliere for dinner and drinks with our families and loved ones...