An everyday walk in Paris.

Through a small corner door that leads into a courtyard...

Today, I thought I would invite you to take a walk with me in Paris, a walk that I take everyday, that makes me smile and think "merci, paris..."

of the Hôtel de Sully on a very grey day.

 A huge wall covered with vines.  If you listen it sings - at least a hundred birds call it their home.
And if you look closely you will see the first buds of spring, though it's a bit early I'd say.

 My children run here like it's their back yard.  I suppose it is in a way.

Sometimes we place them between the hedges and let them run in cirlces - no one seems to mind.  

 It drizzled for much of the day.  It gives the city a sort of glow and makes me a bit nostalgic.  

I am from Seattle after all.

As you pass through another tiny passage leading from one courtyard to the next don't forget to look up.  The ceilings are just beautiful.

And a little greeting and a look back.

And then a last passage to the rue Saint Antoine where I must run an important errand.

 Some butter from the butter aisle.  This is France after all and even butter has its connaisseurs.

And some yogurt from the yogurt aisle - hmmm, how to choose...

Then little winding streets 

and passages

that lead me to you.  Ma petite puce et son petit chat, comme tu m'as manqué.