Wandering along the Lot, Cajarc was my final destination. No matter how many times I wander here, I always find something new and beautiful among my old friends. Since I hadn't walked into Cajarc in a while, everything felt like a new adventure.
I'd been to the Intermarche, wandered through the Wednesday morning Market, stopped for a grand creme and a hug from Sebastian at La Pause, scooped my Carocs and Creme Noixs from Roux's Patisserie, and headed over to the square in front of St.Etienne to enjoy one of my sweets before heading home to Cadrieu down the main road.
Nothing like having dessert for lunch! I cracked open my patisserie box and nibbled at half of a Creme Noix before heading in to St. Etienne to take my moments to light my candle with St. Therese of Lisieux and be my most grateful self. I chuckled when two couples walked past and one of the women said: "Bon Appetit" when she saw me and my pastry for lunch!
St.Therese never disappoints me. When I sit with her the love and gratefulness in my heart pulses so strongly that I can almost reach outside myself and touch it.
I noticed for the first time that she has a stained glass window, and there is a corner full of "mercis" and gratefulness.
Like St. Eustache in Paris, St. Etienne in Cajarc is another place of pilgrimage for me. (I do have quite a few for a non-Catholic.)
Out the door and back on the main road, I began asking myself: "Did we really used to do this walk all the time?" As I later told my friends: "Je ne suis pas en forme." (I am NOT in shape!) But...
...I will be!
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