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Of Course, You Know...

 

...how much I love you Laury! Or, is it that pumkin bread roll with cream inside that's caught my eye?

Yours Always in Treats-Louie Boy

 

 

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Heads A Plenty

 

 

It's no secret that Henri Miller's "Ecoute" is a favorite Paris sight of mine. To be honest, it is my favorite...partly just for what it is, but mostly for what it means to me personally. It is my top Paris "pilgrimage" place. Every trip, I head over to the head and St. Eustache near Les Halles. 

Early in my Paris travels, I mentioned to my brother how much I loved the head. He told me he'd seen something similar somewhere near Canal Street. I hunted and found it on the first block of Elks Place right off Canal. I wasn't a "camera in my pocket" kind of girl back then, plus it's located on an end of Canal Street that I don't visit regularly, so no photos. But now, with the Tulane School of Social Work located on just that block, et voila!

 

I got a few shots this weekend. I'm sure you can see the similarities, but some of the differences are glaring. 

 

 

I looked for a plaque with more information, but couldn't find one. It may be time for further investigation. Although it will never grab my heart the way "Ecoute" has done, each morning that I head to the school to teach; it will carry me to that splendid scene in front of St. Eustache with the head in the heart of Les Halles! Have a great week everyone!

 

 

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...look a lot like Christmas on Canal Street-with our little special touch of the tropics. Happy Sunday!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I love it

Imagine...

 

 

...a century of the Napoleon House. And, I've been fortunate enough to have been loving it and enjoying it for 38 of those 100 years. Happy Birthday Napoleon House! You are my favorite and tops on my list...from anywhere in the world!

 

 

 

 

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Sparrow Special

It makes no difference where I am in the world, or how many exotic and interesting birds are at my beck and call...these little sweet, brazen, hungry sparrows always tug at my photographer's heart!

Guessing Game

 

 

You might not quite know where these top tables can be found.

 

 

 

 

That is...

until I add in the rest of these photos.

 

 

A Parting Happy Birthday

 

My last night in Ferguson turned into an amazing celebration. Celebrating Mike is amazing enough, but he has added a whole new wrinkle to celebrating birthdays in my book.

The Old Spaghetti Factory on Laclede's Landing in downtown St. Louis opened around 1975. Mike has celebrated all of his birthdays since 1975 at just that spot. First, it is amazing that you would be in Ferguson on every birthday. Second, it is amazing that the Old Spaghetti Factory is still there. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I guess I move around so much and see so many establishments change, move or go bankrupt, that Mike's Birthday celebrations at the Old Spaghetti Factory all these years seems like an amazing feat to me. A huge thank to Mike and Mike's Mom for including me in their celebration with Mark. Here's to many more!

 

Stop-Stop-Stop

 

Catching my flight to New Orleans a little later today, I realize that the good old "connectivity" may not be totally in place once I arrive on Columbus Street. I'll be back when I can. Until then, have a good week and be safe!

Hearts...

 

 

...where you find them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Intervention of Angels Required

 

 

With so much going on in Ferguson, I find myself seizing moments in the midst of the madness that move us forward in our own family goals. Servicing the heating system for the winter and those evening demonstrators led to some forward movement for us-tiny steps, but steps all the same.

 

Last week we had our heating system and generator serviced for the winter. The heating service man asked me to remove everything from the surfaces of the radiator covers so they could be properly cleaned and drained. It was an awesome job, since every inch of every surface is covered with collectibles. If you compare the top photo and the photo on the right, you can see that Sam had to do some gentle stepping to get to her seat on that radiator cover. Now, it's clear.

 

Shortly after the service visit, Mom arrived. All of the moved items were still sitting on the living room floor. While she sat in a nearby chair, I suggested that it might be a good idea to put the things that had been on the radiator covers in labeled boxes. She was back and forth. Since most of the items on one of the covers belonged to Dad, I gave Dad a call to see if it was okay with him if we boxed up those items. He asked me what the purpose was? I explained that it seemed to get us two steps closer to doing what we are going to have to do with the house and that putting the stuff back on the cover seemed like going backwards. He agreed, et voila. Box number one was filled and labeled.

 

 

During the rest of Mom's visit, we talked about what may or may not need to be done at 411. We circled. We took two steps forward and three steps back. Mom's almost two year lament continued: "we have decisions to make." And so it went. No more boxes on that visit.

 

 

 

During that visit we'd spoken about estate sales and auctions, so that the notion of pulling out the items and collections that were meaningful and special to her had already been discussed prior to the demonstration on Elizabeth this week. It seemed that it might be a good idea to wrap and box some of these special items now in advance of their final decision. I spoke to Mom and Dad who said it was okay to get busy.

 

 

It seems that Mom is no closer to making a decision that requires her to accept today's realities. I'm hoping that there is a power moving that we can't see, that might be nudging Mom closer. Until then, we'll seize the moments and the movement along the way.

 

We may need the intervention of angels!