Simple Pleasures

January 31, 2017 (031/365)

"To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter... to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird's nest or a wildflower in spring — these are some of the rewards of the simple life." - John Burroughs

Blue Sky

January 30, 2017 (030/365) "I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes." - e. e. cummings

Little Birdie

January 29, 2017 (029/365)

“Happiness is anyone and anything that's loved by you.” - Charles M. Schulz

Every morning, Piper watches the birdies. I think this beagles is looking for her Woodstock!

National Marquette Day

January 28, 2017 (028/365)

"Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them, and they bless you, the giver." - Barbara De Angelis 

Happy National Marquette Day! #BeTheDifference

French Friday: Île Saint-Louis

January 27, 2017 (027/365)

“Les îles sont de petits continents en abrégé.” ~ Bernardin de Saint-Pierre 

L'Île Saint-Louis is the smaller of two natural islands in the Seine. While I've visited Notre Dame, la Sainte Chapelle, la Conciergerie, and Place Dauphine on the Île de la Cité several times, I really haven't explored the Île Saint-Louis. Sure, I've ogled the $4 million apartments from a Bateau Mouche.  Of course, I've crossed the Pont Saint-Louis to enjoy an ice cream at Bertillon. I've walked along the quais before crossing the Pont Louis-Philippe or the Pont Marie on my way to the Marais, but I've never really strolled though this oasis of narrow streets and hôtels particuliers dating from the 17th and 18th Centuries. This time it's on my list!

Francophone friends, enjoy this video tour of L'Île Saint-Louis

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Cleanse

January 26, 2017 (026/365)

"Snow isn't just pretty. It also cleanses our world and our senses, not just of the soot and grime...but also of a kind of weary familiarity, a taken-for-granted quality to which our eyes are all too susceptible." - John Burnside