Took a drive into Macon to do some essential jobs and wander the city along the west bank of the Saône.  The river was in full spate and although a canoe would have made it under the arches of the 11th century Saint-Laurent Bridge a higher craft might not be so fortunate.

The west facade of the Eglise de Saint-Pierre shone in the breaking sunshine. Entering the dark interior I was drawn to the small patches of light.