There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the earth.
Rumi
Dave: Dave: Dave: After a nice breakfast (so many confitures!) and a visit to the farmer’s market. We set out on the D road, jagging left onto a wide dirt/gravel trail, passing a winding stream.
The path began gently climbing, cutting through farm fields and forests. Initially it was damp and chilly, but the walk was quite beautiful – it wasn’t exactly sunny but the air was so clean and clear.
Dave: The Gite is newly renovated and very clean. They are devoted to ridding the pilgrim world of the punaise de lit (bed bug) and the owner showed us some of the literature for pilgrims that passionately makes a case for how best to do this (i.e., leave your boots and sac a dos outside of the sleeping quarters!).
| Singing the Pilgrim's song. |
| Maison de la Béate |
After dinner the owner took
us around the tiny hamlet. We saw the
“Maison de la Béate.” Apparently in 19th-century
France there existed a non-clerical group of women, the béates, who taught
village children their catechism and the 3 Rs.
Le Villeret had the last Béate in France, Maria Borel, who died in 1972.

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