Horse Drawn Hearse. . .

What I love about wandering in France, setting out into unknown (at least to me) areas, and spending entire days just poking around, is that you never know what you may discover in odd and unexpected places. One day in 1995 in the Perigord region, I stepped into a courtyard to take a peek, and through an opening glimpsed this horse-drawn hearse, dating from the days before there were automobiles. Something about the stark white cross on the black paint was rather sobering. When my time comes and my body needs to be hauled away somewhere, I hope they will come and fetch me with this wagon, drawn by a team of black and white horses, or better yet. . . by zebras.
.

.

.