... My father's favorite place to take visitors was the medieval village of Tourtour , which is officially classified as one of the loveliest villages in France . So, today, we spread his ashes at the site of the town's famous view. The sky was beautiful, with rays of light streaming through the clouds. The almond trees, the first trees to bloom in the spring, were full of bees. It was about as nice as it could have been. Afterwards, we filled up jugs at one of the many village fountains. Although this village is over two thousand feet above sea level, there is abundant water, in the form of springs, waterfalls and fountains. The water my stepmother serves at meals is water from Tourtour. I found myself thinking about the elements of water and air, as seen in the photographs above, and fire and earth, which it seems to me, relate to my father's ashes.