When I'm inside St. Etienne in Cajarc, I'm generally visiting my Merci Lady, sitting in a pew, soaking up the silence and oozing gratefulness. I rarely wander around in the darkness. The other day, I ventured further and discovered that there is light. Ah, the wonder of motion detectors!
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I'm always amazed at what you discover once you start moving around! It was just so pretty, and I'm sure it saves loads on electricity!
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | August 26, 2011 at 06:46 AM
So a motion detector trips the light on? I never realized that either! I'll have to do a bit of wandering in there.
Posted by: Evelyn | August 25, 2011 at 03:11 PM