Into The Park

I usually walk with a friend two or three times a week in a beautiful park not too far from where we live. This being Spring, it is especially beautiful.

Warm days and cool nights means mist on the lake.

There is a little stream we pass.

Boats for rent.

I made a quick stop at my friend’s place for some tea. She had these lovely ranunculas on this cute table cloth.

Her kitchen has a great view and great light.

She is very into tea, not the tea in tea bags from Lipton’s or even the loose tea from Marriages Freres, but newly picked tea from just bloomed tea plants in china that a lady’s Chinese husband brings directly from there. For tea lovers who know what they are talking about there is nothing better. It’s like the difference between an expensive bottle of Bordeaux wine and a three Euro bottle of rosé from the grocery store. You have to develop a sort of palate for it like with wine. She takes classes about it from an expert. So we had a special green tea that morning and I felt very healthy especially since we had just walked.

A Search for Flowers

Every year I make a trek out to the Eiffel Tower to get photos of flowering bushes or trees in front of the Eiffel Tower. I don’t know if I was too early or too late or if it’s just an off year but I found very little. I was leaving for the States the next day and wanted to find some beautiful flowers. (After arriving in the States I saw all sorts of photos of pink flowering trees in Paris so I guess I was too early.)

I only found one magnolia or tulip tree and it was a bit puny.

A bit of a flowering bush.

It had rained the day before leaving puddles here and there and I found a reflection of the Eiffel Tower.

 So I headed towards Notre Dame where there were flowers last year passing the Conciergerie on the way, once used as a prison.

I passed this clock to created in 1370 and still working!

Last year this restaurant was covered with wisteria blooms. Not this year. They had some pretty potted flowers though.

This and That

This and that seen in the Marais.

I’m very attracted to this small shop in the Marais selling a variety of food. I always stop in just to smell the fresh spices for sale.

It’s called Israel. It also sells these condiments. After I took this photo I was told no photos were allowed. I’m always puzzled by this. I would think they would like the free advertisement.

The elegant Place des Vosges.

There are often artists selling their art here, sometimes musicians and, as you might see at the end there, someone has set up a tent.

A water color in progress.

Three ladies on a bench checking their email. I’m guessing they were American.

A Walk

I do a lot of walking in Paris. It’s the best way to see a city I think. On this day I took an Internet friend, Susan, and her husband around the Marais. They both like photography and this area of Paris is full of photo ops.

Rain was in the forecast  but we never got any as you can see by the blue sky and light.

An ancient sculpted sign advertising a business that was luckily not covered up.

This painted door has been in the Village Saint Paul for years. I’m so glad it has escaped graffiti damage. It was one of the first things to catch my eye when I walked in the Marais many years ago.

You can find this little antique shop on a small street outside the Village Saint Paul.

The shop had a little cat on the premises which got outside to drink water from the street. Why drink clean water from a bowl when you can get it in a dirty gutter? My cat was the same, drinking water from my plants rather than from his water dish.

Birthday

Another birthday rolled around (March 30). It seems like I just had one a month ago although last year we went to the Maldives for my birthday which refreshes my mind. We didn’t do anything much except go out to lunch this year.

We went to the Bistro Valois which has two large terraces that were covered and heated as it hasn’t warmed up much in Paris. It was nice to sit on these fur lined seats under heaters.

I had a kir to celebrate and a yummy shrimp and avocado salad.

Maurice brought me a beautiful bouquet of tulip looking very springlike.

After lunch we walked in the nearby Palais Royal with its famous Buren columns.

I was happy to see flowers and trees in bloom there.

More Marais

There is more than just wonderful ancient architecture in the Marais. It’s a shopping and eating mecca too.

This used to be a nunnery, now a library.

I passed this little place called les Trois Chocolats. It has Japanese desserts. I didn’t try one but aren’t they beautiful?

I was in the Marais on a Saturday. This is Rue des Rosiers, a popular street for falafel. The most famous one, painted a bright green, is closed on Saturdays, the Jewish Sabbath, but all of the others were open for business. As you can see, falafels are very popular. You can get them to go, as these people were doing, or pay a bit more and sit inside.

This one claims to be the best of the street. Who knows? I ate at another place and had a chicken curry falafel, pretty good but very messy. I’m glad I had a plate and was sitting down.

I ended up in the gorgeous Place des Vosges. I’d love the see the interior of one of these some day. Sometimes they do filming in one.