Near the Pantheon.
A beautiful poem about trees, on the side
of a building.
Our lady – Notre Dame – seen from
another angle, her left side. Not a bad
side, Madame.
And her behind.
Salmon run on the Humber River, Curran Stikuts, and Malcolm Gladwell
The other day I was on my bike coming back from St. John’s Bakery with a backpack full of bread
3 Responses to “streetscapes”
Love that tree and its poem – but can't quite read the words! ends of the lines cut off. And who's the writer/painter? Copyright may be dead, but attribution is at least an attempt at honouring the creator(s) of such wondrous gifts to the passerby. Vive l'artistes de Paris! And whatever bureaucrats give permission for such delights.
patsy
Patsy, I will do my best to do a translation and post it. Actually – I took that picture thinking of you. I knew you'd love it.
And I love you,
b.
Those pictures do reveal the grand beauty of the place in all its glory.