"The essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest." -E.B. White, in the Foreword to his collection "Essays"
Sunday, August 30
Fields outside of Domremy
Walking from Domremy out to la Chapelle de Bermont, where Joan went to pray every week. (This was very strange for anyone, especially a young girl, to do.)
This was my favorite day, and my favorite field out of every field I walked through.
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