I don’t normally spend a lot of time in churches—or any other buildings dedicated to religion—but when I walked the Chemin du Puy, I stopped at just about every church and cathedral that was open along the way.
In some cases, they were true places of refuge: they let me escape the heat—and later the cold—of the walk. When I walked into my first city and was overwhelmed by the traffic and general busy-ness, I fled to the cathedral with its shafts of stained glass-tinted light.
The churches and cathedrals I stopped at were places of beauty, somewhere to sit and think, and maybe even pray.
I liked the oldness of them, and the simplicity. And I loved the windows with their stained glass.
These photographs—arranged in geographical order—are my celebration of those buildings and their wonderful windows.