Today, a brief photo essay, for several reasons.
1. There were, once again, few noteworthy happenings.
2. I am growing complacent about the extraordinary city in which I live.
3. Everyone likes pictures.
good morning!
chez nous!
The arch I walk through every day.
Cathedral St-Saveur, up the street and across the place from IAU.
One of the many startling examples of Provençal flora that I regularly encounter.
Parc de la Torse, on my way to painting & drawing.
the atelier Marchutz, where I have art class.
inside the atelier.
art supplies.
In not-photographic news, we have a very exciting picnic/hike expedition up Mt. Saint-Victoire planned for Sunday. Now we just have to figure out the buses.
I like pictures, but I especially like pictures of Flutterby Anklets in pretty places. Glad those are working out for you. Isn’t it amazing how quickly we become complacent, even surrounded by such unrestrained beauty?
when I realized how little I was paying attention to the streets I see every day I was a little shocked. Like that flower – WHERE did that come from? And I think that Flutterby Anklets Everywhere is my new photographic quest. From here on they will come with me wherever I travel!
i like all the are photos. i keep forgetting to document that stuff!
My love, it is just TOO American in Paris! Even if you are not in Paris. I miss you, love. I need more pictures with your smiling face in them. Work on this. You have to prove that you were there, not just your socks! You are wonderful.
but my socks are on my feet! therefore I am in them. but yes, I see your point. (a thousand hugs for you, dearest darlingest Cate Stanek!)