oh oh... the days on the ticket to Paris are disappearing...there is only one day left.
What else has happened that I haven't mentioned?
We have been fortunate for timing on the metro. It has rarely been busy. But when it is busy...sheesh! Squishy. I find myself counting the pores on
the girl next to me's nose.
But in the evening...the stations have such musical offerings. French horn accoustic harmony in the domed tunnels. Soft guitars around the corners. But the best was the accordion girl.
Like the music in all French Scenes.
-Honorable Mentions-
At the request of my friend Sean, and to Linda's delight, we did go to Pere Lachaise Cemetery. It was a sunny day at the grave yard. Lots of ravens. And old gravestones.And I am so glad for the Wikipedia suggestion of starting at the Gambetta station,
this puts you at the top of the hill. It is acres of meandering to find the graves of the famous, much better to be wandering down the hill.
Musee d'Armee, Hotel des Invalides. Napoleon's Tomb
Sitting on the bus as it drives down streets that I am thinking are too narrow to walk along!!
Magic.
Today's adventure was Versailles. RER C train. 343 photos.
At all these historical sites, there are always children and students sitting on the floors, drawing, listening to explanations, on tour. also.
I recall that a field trip when I was a child was Al Oeming's Game Farm. This has got to make some very big differences in the forming of the mind.
We stopped for lunch at the Grand Cafe, a relatively new site on the grounds, according to the native French fellow sitting at the shared table.
He said he had come to see the gardens covered with snow, as he had never seen them like this before, as it has been a long time
since there has been this much snow in France. See... you can have a thought like that around here... 'I wonder what the snow looks like in the gardens at Versailles today.' - Of course it would be in French.
The Hall of Mirrors!
What are my thoughts of Versailles? It is the beauty... I am re-arranged on a cellular level.
Starting off I am having all kinds of fun with the fabric in the background. Ah yes.. the shoes are the thing. 
This commissioned piece is called My Sister's Shoes. 
Shoe related... because these shoes are pretty interesting. Mirror is the title. I was interested in the hand on the hip, the tilt of the shoulders... I am still arguing with myself on the lighting... or the line? Perhaps a light line in the left armpit. What do you think?
My favorite shoes.. a re visit in acrylic! 
Bacci, Fluevog, Choo Bless me! The oil version.
