This morning, a walk up behind the Cathedrale Sainte Marie where the sounds of organ and voices floated out of the open front doors, to the 12th c. Lantern de Mort, which may also be a Lantern les Maures, built to commemorate the abbot Bernard of Clairvaux, who played a major role in the Second Crusade and who visited Sarlat in 1147. This morning the air was soft and held every ancient aspect as tenderly as love.
...Theresa Kishkan 
I’ve just finished reading Dominque Fornier’s ‘The Island of Books’ and something about this post and pic feels beautifully timed. Thank you.
And I do love a postcard.
I love sending postcards, Carin. (And looking just now, I was horrified to see how many “corrections” my phone made to my text. Fixed, I hope.)
Didn’t even notice. But speaking of typos… it should be Fortier, not Fornier. (And, yes, postcards are among my favourite form of communication! I once sent my niece one a day for a month. Among other pleasures, it helped reduce my collection.)