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Sunset In Paris

One of my favorite parts of summer in Paris is the lingering daylight. Even though it really messes with my sleep patterns, I love how it stays light here now until 10:00. Paris is beautiful in any light, but there is something magical about the glow from the waning sun.

Mark was out of town on Monday night and I ventured out to the Pont des Arts (which has now re-opened with the temporary panels) to watch the sun set from the Seine.

The inside panels of the bridge have been decorated by several different street artists. As you can imagine, not everyone approves.



of course the graffiti has already begun

I kind of like the melting locks

I kind of like the melting locks

The Pont Neuf was particularly lovely in the changing light.





As you can see, the little park at the tip of the island is not only a favorite picnic spot, it also is popular with the sunset crowd. Not that you can’t do both simultaneously.



I loved the numbers on this  bouquiniste  box.

I loved the numbers on this bouquiniste box.

The buildings turn toasty gold in the setting sun.



Now facing west from the other side of the Pont des Arts, toward the Musée d’Orsay and the Eiffel Tower.






I crossed back over the river at the Tuileries, which was trying to close for the night.


looking to the other side of the Tuileries at the Louvre

Looking straight down the middle of the Tuileries, as the obelisk slices through the Arc de Triomph.

Looking straight down the middle of the Tuileries, as the obelisk slices through the Arc de Triomph.


Finally, I strolled up Rue Rivoli to catch the metro home.



I was tired and a little chilly, as I had neglected to bring a sweater, but pleased to have seen the show.


C’est fini.

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Notre Dame by Day

One place that most of my Paris visitors want to see is the Cathedral of Notre Dame. Fortunately, it’s one that I never get tired of. I love it by day or by night, and I encourage people to see it at both times, to fully appreciate its splendor.

When my brother-in-law and his wife were with us in April, we spent an hour there one afternoon after enjoying the fifth floor of the Musee d’Orsay and its gorgeous cafe for lunch.



The line to enter Notre Dame was a bit daunting to my guests, but I assured them that it went very quickly, and it did.













As part of the cathedral’s 850th year anniversary celebration, a video at the back of the church was tracing the history of the bells. It was so interesting to see the drawings of the old bells, and because we had been fortunate enough to see the new bells before they were installed, that part of the video was meaningful, too.

Such an amazing place in so many ways. Now if I could just get my husband to quit calling it “no-ter dame”. I think he believes it was named after his alma mater. Help.

Another week drawing to a close way too fast.

Don’t forget to call yo mama. Or toast yo mama. Or, if you’re lucky enough, give her a big ol’ hug around her neck.

Because moms rock.




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Paris- Day 3

Wednesday morning Martha slept late (jet lag can be soooo  annoying) so I crept out of the apartment for a walk at Parc Monceau.  No, I did not see The Friends– they go mid-afternoon. I thoroughly enjoyed my walk, however.







The statuary got baths for the New Year, which is a good thing, as some ass-hat had thrown paint on many of them.

The statuary got baths for the New Year, which is a good thing, as some ass-hat had thrown paint on many of them.


One of my fantasies is to own an apartment that looks out onto Parc Monceau.

One of my fantasies is to own an apartment that looks out onto Parc Monceau.



By the time I got home Martha had rejoined the land of the living and was ready for an outing to the Musee d’Orsay.  We enjoyed our walk through the Tuileries and across the river on the pedestrian bridge.  The line to get in was very short, and we spent just enough time admiring the 5th floor Impressionism to see it all but not bore Martha to tears.  I think I could walk that floor once a month and not tire of it.  Le sigh.

approaching the museum from the bridge

approaching the museum from the bridge


Sacre Coeur through the clock



Upon leaving the museum we decided to buy a sandwich from the kiosk and eat it by the river.  Just as the attendant was sliding me my change, the first rain of our trip began to fall.  We hastily shoved the jambon et fromage and the bottle of water into our purses and trotted into the first cafe we saw.  It’s always good to have options.  And an umbrella.

A bientôt!


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The time changed in Paris last weekend, which I think was 2 weeks after it did in the US.  Wouldn’t you think that all countries that choose to observe Daylight Savings Time would do it on the same schedule?  Just a reminder that the world is not yet as small as we think.  We were just happy that we knew about the change this time.  Last fall we were halfway to church when we realized that the reason no one else was walking toward the steeple was that we were an hour too early.  Just one of the dangers of not really understanding the newspapers or TV news in the place where you live.

Anyway, I am loving this change, although it does still mess with my mind in the evenings, when I think I still have plenty of time to get dinner started and all of a sudden my husband walks in the door and is all like ,”I’m hungry.  Where is my dinner, woman?” and I realize that it’s later than I thought.  Not really, but it could happen.

On the other end of the day, the time change has allowed me to see my morning walk in a whole new light, and it’s beautiful.

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