As I crossed Pont Bir Hakeem I was compelled to take another picture of la Tour Eiffel; the light was different from any that I could remember, at least in the last few years, and the day was beautiful.
On the far side of the bridge, just before the hill and steps loomed, I took a picture that I took previously in 2005 for my friend Tom; I took it then because this establishment is named after John Kennedy, and Tom was a life long Democrat; I took it this time in memoriam – Tom died in 2006 – and because it has a new awning since 2005.
Les Chateaux des Isles – I think that is what it is called – is on an island in le Bois de Boulogne; they have a boat that takes patrons back and forth. I have never gone to it. But I will someday.
The woods are the real reason why I go here; I once set a video of this walk to music.
Just as is the case with la Tour Eiffel, Notre Dame always has different light on it; so I am always beguiled and images, if I have a camera, ensue.
And then, after a late lunch at le Depart St Michel, the devil took control of my shutter.