A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. -Antoine de Saint-ExuperyIn Prague, the leaves are changing into brilliant splashes of color scattered among the city's rigid architecture. And autumn in Prague also means fog. Which means more beauty, and mystery for this gilded city straddling the Vltava River.
|The view across Charles Bridge and the Vltava River, in Prague|
But despite the difficulties, this second year of living in Prague, I find my love deepening almost daily, for the city, for the history that pours from its centuries' old stones, and for the potential that continues to build of Czech's restoration after the devastation of communism. St. Nicholas Church in Lesser Town, which sits above the Vltava near MalaStranka Square (Sv. Mikulas Kostel, Mala Strana), beckoned ... since I had never taken the chance to go inside. I was awed by its magnificance.
|The Church of St. Nicholas in Mala Strana, Prague|
|The view up, of St. Nicholas' frescoes|
|The View of the Prague Castle, the Powder Tower, and St. Nicholas' spires from Charles Bridge|
Starting the conversation (leave a comment below): What have you encountered lately that has inspired you?