Everyday life goes on

Everyday scene in Paris, I wonder if it is not also becoming more and more in London too.

Stil not able to imagine myself going to London and living there, but my son's family will move at the end of June.

And me?

I know but not feel it yet!

Also, most of my books are now sorted: I want those, I do not the others. And saturday we'll be present to sell any french book from the "no more wanted" list in a flee market.

So steps are taken: why do I not feel like it will really happen?

See the roofs of Paris

Here is Paris viewed from Butte Montmartre. I love to go there again and again, each time, even if Paris does not change so much from afar, the people around are.

There are some other places one can go, each giving an other view, farther or nearer. The Eiffel tower. The roof of Notre Dame. They give you also a view of the Seine.

And the more beautiful perhaps, the top of Arc de Triomphe. As it is not very hight, one can see clearly the surounding building, the people small walking around place Charles de Gaulle, but on a clear day also far away to the Defense, Eiffel tower, Sacré Coeur, etc.

But I still like best to go walk on the Butte Montmartre, their from the stairs below the Sacré Coeur, in a clear afternoon (here it was a bit in mist) one can see far away. From the top of the church there is a view all around. Once, I went up the stairs: there are many!

One can arrive to the butte Montmartre in many ways, yesterday we took the minibus from Mairie 18e, one pays one metro ticket for it, and we come down back walking. There is also a Funicular from the other side, near metro Anvers, and of course lots of stairs if you feel like them. When I was younger I adored to take them "it is good for the heart" I was telling myself. One can also go around, rue Lamarck, that goes up aroound but with mild ascent.

I heard, one can see London to from a hill, north of the town, perhaps I'll try it once but would that not be very far away?

Lapin Agile, de la butte Montmartre

You would not tell this is in Paris, but it is true that Butte Montmartre was long time a village. One used to drink (and it a bit) in this very old cabaret.

My uncle said me 30 years ago: I used to come listening to songs here when I was young! And he was already 80 when he told me and went with me again back. Still good music and nice place.

I lived 23 years on the butte and I love it still as much, if not more. Yesterday we had a lot of interesting things going on also.

A traditional Japanese festival and music, a lady with orgue de barbarie, a living statue, painters, and people from all over the world.

Dans tes bras
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Arlette Denis is singing every wednesday and saturday evening at Lapin Agile.
You may see my album of photos of yesterday's stroll Here.

It is warm as in the summer

Yesterday, it was 27 in the shadows, even in evening!

How fast the weather changed from 10° in sun, the 1st of May, to this! Even the swimming pool door was left open yesterday!

Happy birthday, Barrybar! This is for you.

He is 70 today. Living, now in Peru. Sending from there very interesting pictures. Writing. Fighting for people who did not get what they did deserve, like dancer whose photo he just published. For whatever he does believe.

Our friendship is an exemple: we do not have to believe the same things politically to be friends. We can argue, of course, with respect of the other. But there is so much more, so much we have the same opinions! Like helping others, each of us differently. Encouraging the other: he did it all the time in the Portrait group! I do now in the Afterclass and my blogs. I hope.

What do you think of this?

Poster made by Yann from my photos.

I am not good at arranging them, even less to decide wich one to use for big posters he can make me and I could use to show some of my pictures. In my idea, it was one picture by poster, but he may be right about it.

Any opinions, changes suggested, or other arrangements?

Everything changes

Everything changes in the nature around me and in our lives too. The lilacs begin to fade, the chestnut's trees all around here are now in their glory.

A week ago, it was 10 degree and cold, yesterday we had around 25 in the shade. Some go, others come back.

I know, I know.

My optimism, and great great mother's saying in me tells "all will be to better". That is what my head tells me. But I am still trembling in my guts. Indecision's in my heart.

I know also that most of my books have to go, and from some there is no problem. I take Hemingway's book about Paris and Bernard Show's theatre in all. Prevert's poèmes and my journals.

But then come those on the boarder: I want to read it again or not? How soon? Some choices are not so easy to make, but more easy then think about what will arrive ahead of the time.

Tonight

It was yesterday, because the Eurostar arrives at Gare de Nord at 11.26 pm, I went to take my son arriving from the station.

It is always a pleasure to be with him, so exceptionally I went late to bed, and having missed the usual, early hour, I cant sleep for the moment. Soon it will be 2 am.

My first roses, one yellow with a wonderful odour, and a rose one near the wall, come out, bloomed and soon they fade away. But when the light is on them a bunch of leaves can be very interesting too. And these ones are special to me: I call them "my fall branch" because they are the only one to take all kind of red color in the fall.