On three separate trips to France I made sure I stopped in the medieval town of Vezelay.  I don’t know what it was about that town but I could not get enough of it (to say nothing about the incredible steak & frites I found at the little bar on the highway).

This well is to be found partway up the hill into town and when I saw it I snapped the picture, but there was something more the well said to me and I played around with the image until it looked the way it felt on those visits.


Old Diary

The Well in Vezelay