Blue Eyes, Azillanet, Minervois, France

Sometimes, all that is left of a story of a life or a place is a tantalizing shard.

In the small, wine making village of Azillanet there was an old empty building with faded blue shutters and doors. Its front door looked out on square with a pair of blind blue eyes.

I asked about building, who had lived there and particularly the story about the eyes. What were their significance? No one could tell me.

In my travels around France, I have never seen another door like this one.

 

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