l'eglise de L'Isle sur la Sorgue

We headed into the church in L'Isle, seeking cool after all the overly sunny heat of the market; we found the cool, and it was divine. The church itself was very ornate, with sun streaming in in a god-like fashion. Annabelle determined that she was, in fact, a chosen one, or at least an illuminated one. Flippancy aside, it was very pretty, and a nice respite after the chaos and noise and heat of the market (which I just cannot imagine going to in August).