This may be mosaic, but it is also grafitti. I’ve seen this cow several places around Paris as well as a Pac Man and one that is just sort of abstract. I am guessing that they made it at home and then, late one night, came and plastered it to a wall.
Aren’t these cute? Little models with their clothing made of all sorts of seeds. They are antiques in a shop that I never enter. I just look in the window.
This is the famous obelisk in St Sulpice Church now heavily visited thanks to the book, The Da Vinci Code. I’ve always had trouble getting a good photo as the church is dark but on this day the sun was shining right on it.
I was tagged by Fleur at Frangible Pie to write seven weird things about myself. I’m really bad at that sort of thing, mainly because I’m really very ordinary. I think the more interesting a person you are, the more weird things you might possible do. I made a list once before a while ago so I’m sure these will be repeats. So, let’s see…
I once read a book while driving 100 miles on a highway between Tucson and Phoenix due to the shear boredom of the drive. The road only curves twice the whole way.
I am a very impatient driver who used to speed like crazy and had to break the habit which took me forever. I think breaking the smoking habit wouldn’t be as hard, at least not for me.
I love photography but the doing of it came to me late really, when I moved to Paris and got a digital camera. The only time I feel artistic is when I am taking photos.
I do not have that creative gene for crafts or decorating. I love looking at decorating magazines and blogs of creative people but none of it ever transfers.
I often will watch the Fashion Network. The models and the clothing fascinate me but I am the least fashionable person perhaps in all of France. I think part of it is that I am cheap and don’t buy the good stuff that looks great.
I would rather travel than buy expensive clothing. Is that weird? I don’t think so. Normal for me.
I moved to France with my husband without giving it much thought. It was just an adventure. Now I’m feeling guilty about missing seeing my grandchildren as much as I feel like I should. I don’t know if that is weird either, just different as life took me on this path.
And finally, in this grab bag of a posting, I was “awarded” this:
by the interesting blog of Tea With Mrs. Fox
I’m supposed to nominate others but I haven’t the time today. I think all of the blogs I read are excellent in many different ways. Anyway, thank you for the award.