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Sean being adorable, all “ministry of silly walks” at the local monastery
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Our local farmers market right around the corner from our house
Back to the abbey where we bought our cheese…you can also buy eggs, candies, jams, etc. – all produced by the monks at the abbey.
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Fontgombault Abbey, founded in 1091, is on the way to Le Blanc from where we live. They sell Tomme cheese – velvety with a hazelnut flavor.
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We always stop at the abbey, park under a tree and have picnics. It’s such a quiet, healing spot. It reminds me of my pilgrimage and the many monasteries who hosted me and other weary pilgrims for a night, for a meal…
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“A monastery is a house of prayer where men live and work searching for god in the silence.”
Beautiful!