A metro stop outside the park. The lamps remind me of the aliens in the original War of the Worlds movie. You can see the plus sign/red cross traffic signal is lit - not your usual boring red light.
Beautiful lamp post - I think this is Art Noveau (If I can even spell that properly) styling as was the metro stop.
A swirling manhole cover. My husband could not understand my taking a picture of this.
A look from inside Parc Monceau out through the gates to the Arc de Triomphe.
After our trip to the park we had lunch at a Lebanese restaurant. That was less intimidating somehow than going to a cafe. I know the arabic names for the food I love, so no surprises. Tonight we'll finally make that trip to the grocery store, since it was indeed closed yesterday. I'm too cowardly to go on my own, plus we need a lot and I'm not planning on schlepping it all home by myself.
My sweetie was surprised to see the number of changes in our neighboorhood that took place in just two weeks. A pharmacy and a cafe have closed, a new cafe elsewhere has opened. Several more places look to be closed until after the next holiday on 8 May, although they don't have signs posted.
Cats are doing better, although there is still some hissing. My sweetie and I went out of our way yesterday to lie around and not make noise so as to help them calm down and adjust. Yeah, that was the excuse.
I've been an atrocious correspondent, so I hope my family and friends will bear with me and enjoy the blog posts. I have a lot to do and no more excuses not to do it.