A morning walk...

Amazingly, I was able to get up early today (first time) and meet N. to go for a walk. We bought some clementines at Monoprix (yummy sweet) and some special tea at Mariage Freres, a limited only in the fall tea. We looked at lots of stuff and chatted as we headed to check out BHV Homme ...the new men's store. Chuck and I had been there on Saturday when it was SO crowded we couldn't see anything. Today, it was empty. Amazing men's wear and accessories. D. met up with us, just by chance, after a few bises, I headed off to see if our friends, S and W had arrived at their hotel. No, they hadn't so I left a note for them. Stopping at the bakery I like for a baguette, I hurried "home." More on this in the next post. But, here are two images I wanted to share from yesterday. A photo of the map that Chuck took , showing us where the punk squat was located. and part of a tomb at Pere Lachaise. I hope you can see the guys are wearing diving suits.

Pere Lachaise revisited.

Since R and K live so close to the cemetery, we couldn't pass up the chance to stroll through it. I snapped some images of a 1920s era monument before the rain started. I risked my camera getting wet to take this image of the red umbrellas. They were so lively in the grayness of the day.














We got thoroughly drenched but it was worth walking up to the chapel at the top of the hill to see the tomb of the artist Gericault. I couldn't get a photo because of the downpour. We walked back to the Metro stop, which has one of those nice Guimard, art nouveau entries, and rode home with lots of damp people and a damp dog.

Elflog

I awoke early this morning when Chuck said " You might want to walk the dog now" as he headed off to walk his 5 miles on the track, " it's already 80°f/26°c and only 6a.m." I was out of the house in 15 minutes! I checked on the shelf and found it looking very shrine-like, reminding me of those tributes I've seen at Pere Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. "Wire-writer" had placed a mermaid with a fish on a "line" and moved the word "summer" to create a little tableau on the pole above the shelf. I posted two images, hoping that you'd be able to see the fish. The small items on the shelf had been rearranged, a dry magnolia leaf, a cloth "ghost, " a tiny metal train, all seeming to be symbolic. This is so special, I hope that no one takes it down, I dread the day that I approach the corner and it won't be there. Then I think, all is transient, so I'll keep documenting and sending you the Elflog.