Within a few days, I’ll be leaving France. I want to post some of the individuals and scenes that I’ll remember.

The French love being outdoors, whether in the woods or in a market.

The man is smiling even though I’m only buying one apple from him!

How many times do you hear an accordion being played on a city street?

And, listening to more music.

Despite living in the digital news age, some diehards love to read the ink printed sheets.

Even small town France had its equivalent to Amazon.

I stayed one night at this woman’s BnB. Can you tell that she is an interior designer by day? How many people would have a bird perched on an old wood pillar as a home decoration?

A very helpful and friendly tourist information staffer. He also found my lost umbrella that I had left in the shop.

Besides the Jehovah Witnesses, I saw other individuals that I suspect our conservative Christians. Who else would have a poster outside the Reims Cathedral entitled “Is Life Created?”

Besides Christians, I did see numerous Muslims. While clothing is not always a marker of religious identity, I didn’t see individuals whose clothing distinguished them as Jews, Hindus, or Buddhists.