The morning mist had still not lifted as we headed up to Abbaye Notre Dame de Senanque (“Abbey of Our Lady of Senanque”).
While planning our trip, I thought it a good idea to intersperse our visits of the grand cathedrals like St. Peter’s Basilica in Vatican City and Notre Dame in Paris with more austere, less opulent houses of worship. And since it seemed like it was always in the backdrop of the many images of the fragrant lavender fields of Provence, the Abbey was irresistible.
Though not a practicing Catholic, I am still drawn to the quietude offered by a church. Thankfully (or maybe providentially!) for us, we had arrived early enough that day that the monks were still going about their morning rituals.
