skies of stone and forty euros worth of cheese in Perigueux -

with
foreboding skies above another
of the most beautiful villages of the Dordogne,
we entered the winding streets of Perigueux:




tim and i broke off to wander, and discovered what we needed most
from the trip:


tranquility:




there were pigeons in the plaza:


doves in the terrazzo:


and a flock of them
on the gateway to the cathedral:


we found the saints here,
hotter:


the chairs,
notter:


and more skies cast in stone:


la famille sought solace in the cafes of the second square:


we bought hot chocolat, espresso, and forty euros worth of cheese:


it was recovery.
it was preparation for the afternoon to come.