6/21/2012

Chartes

I will have to write more thoughtfully when I have a better interface about my feelings visiting Chartes. It is a little like when I first saw the ocean. My younger sister ran up to it, screaming, which is an appropriate response, yet I felt she was not respecting the sacredness of that moment. So is entering Chartes, with the most wonderful labyrinth in the world covered with folding chairs upon which tour groups are perched.

Anyway, here are a few photos. Unedited. (It is frustrating me not to have aperture and my giant screen to work on.)

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