Petit Dejeuner

Continental breakfast on the continent ... ham, cheese, bread, croissants, pain chocolat, yogurt, yogurt drink, tea, coffee, cereal, milk, fruit. American hotels could learn a lot from this true continental spread.

Notice the wooden placemats!

La Terrasse de l'hotel

The hotel had this charming little terrace for breakfast. It was not always grey like this, but this was the day I remembered to take a photo of it.

Parisian Stair Stepper

Who needs exercise equipment when there is this little winding staircase? Our room was on the deuxieme etage, or in American, the third floor, so we used the stairs most of the time. The elevator was the size of a lavatory stall, and this was quicker and easier.

Paris Door

These were double doors, in the process of being primed I guess, and someone decided to paint a stripe down the lion's nose.

Jardins du Luxembourg Pix

The tulips were in full bloom at the Jardins du Luxembourg, and the big leaves of the chestnuts formed a beautiful walkway.

Chestnuts in Blossom: Reprise

I had to upload this shot of chestnut blossoms. The earlier post could not include the pix cause I was on the hotel computer. These were in the Jardin Luxembourg in St. Germain des Pres quartier, Paris.

Frondly Viewing the Garden

The sago palm is nearly finished growing its new set of fronds.

Icy Dream

I am somewhere talking with a being who at least appears to be in a higher state than I am in.

He says, "You know that time works in the exact opposite way from the common perception of it ..."

I look up at the clock and the hands are pencils, one fat and one thin; the erasers are rubbing out the moments of time.

He gazes at me and asks, "Do you know how long until the ice slab returns?" rhetorical on his part I think. Somehow it seems the answer is 60 years.

"Where will you go when the time comes?"

I respond, "Somewhere high up; and a place that is not on the usual grid."

He nods; He says in a frightening manner, "We are on thin ice now."

I wake, disturbed.