2010


Have you heard about those locks that couples have been putting on the bridge of Pont des Arts? I’m not sure how the trend started but everyone seems to be getting into the game even though I understand that the locks are periodically all cut off.


A view of a few of them.

Then I went over to Notre Dame and went to the bridge behind the cathedral for my favorite photo op:


I love seeing the flying buttresses at the back.


Look at all of the locks on the bridge behind Notre Dame. Lots more than Pont des Arts.


A colorful collection along with ribbons.

And, may all of you have a healthy, happy and prosperous New Year. 2011 is going to be fabulous!

I’m sure most of you know that France has been having a lot of snow (England as well). It hasn’t been too difficult to live with although I wish the street cleaners with their brooms who are no where to be seen when it snows, would show up with shovels. The snow gets clumped up with people walking in it, then it freezes at night, and it’s sort of dangerous out there. The other day half of the flights leaving CDG airport were cancelled not because of the snow but because they didn’t have enough of the de-icying fluid. Who in the world is responsible for ordering that? They should be fired. I felt the same way when I went into a Sephora’s for some perfume and there wasn’t any of the brand that I wanted. The shelves all looked a little bare. Didn’t they realize that Christmas was coming and that they would need a larger supply? I guess my inner boy scout just gets upset when people aren’t prepared. Anyway, here are a few photos taken last week when we got the first heavy snow.


A little chilly if you need to sit down.


The view up the street that goes in front of our apartment building.


I love branches with a covering of snow.

Christmas Eve seems to be a bigger deal here in France than Christmas, at least when it comes to eating. About five in the evening Maurice suddenly jumped up and said he would be right back, that he had to buy something. After he left I was hoping he didn’t decide to go buy a Christmas tree but he came home with two boxes of chocolate candy-just what I need. It was just Maurice and I for Christmas Eve but we went all out in our own way.


Oysters are always a must. Maurice bought a dozen. I’m not such a fan, although I will have one now and then. I just had some shrimp.


Oyster closeup. Maurice adds a mixture of chopped shallots and vinegar to his. Maybe it sort of “cooks” it like ceviche, although he eats it immediately.


You’ve got to have foie gras. I sprinkled a little sea salt on mine. When I moved to France I didn’t think I liked foie gras but then some came on a salad that I ordered and I discovered that it has a fabulous sweet taste and I’m a convert now.


We had champagne too-Veuve Cliquot-which is usual. Notice the orange covering on the bottle. It’s like a little orange coat that zips up that keeps the champagne cold. It came with it when we bought it.

Pierre Herme has to have the best Christmas windows this year. At least of the ones I saw. I didn’t get out much this December but when I did I was looking for signs of Christmas.


I love red, especially at Christmas when it looks so festive and I liked this tree decorated with macarons, Pierre Herme’s specialty.


I wouldn’t mind having these hanging around my apartment.

To all of you who visit me and read what I have to say and look at my photos-a priceless gift for me-I would like to say thank you and I wish you all a very Merry Christmas.

I went into the church of Saint Sulpice expecting to see the creche from Sardina that is usually there at Christmas but it’s not there this year. I like to wander around this church.


At the back of the church is this magnificant sculpture of Mary by Pigalle.


The lights were decorated with cloth-rather elegant.


The creche this year. The baby Jesus hasn’t arrived yet.


The fountain outside was lit up in various colors. There is a Christmas market there too but it’s smaller than last year.

I was on Rue du Rivoli right across from the Tuleries Garden when I saw the lights of a carrousel and decided to cross the street and take a look. It has been snowing in Paris but it warmed up a bit and there was slush left on the ground so I squelshed my way to the carrousel took a photo and then noticed that the ferris wheel was there again, as it is every December.


The carrousel looking rather forlorn. It sort of reminds me of the lamp post in Narnia sitting in the snow. It was a little chilly for a ride.


As seen through the trees.


Closer.


Notice the obelisk in the middle. The ferris wheel looks Christmasy to me.

Once again I have sunk into my Christmas blues. I wish I knew where it came from. I know it started when I got divorced and just found the whole holiday season down right depressing. I haven’t even put up a tree or hung a wreath on the front door. Part of it too, if I am being truthful, is that I hate shopping for gifts. Why is that? What does it mean? I find it so stressful and have trouble finding gifts that I like to give to others. Is it genetic? Am I putting to much pressure on myself? I have a friend arriving from the States on Christmas day and I am looking forward to that, and the end of the Christmas season for that matter. Scrooge doesn’t have much on me.

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