Des mots de tous les jours

I took not one snap today

I was exceptionally busy.

Thank heavens then for my children; the eldest of whom is living the life of an impoverished writer in Paris

It’s terrible; he drinks coffee and eats baguettes in little Bistros in the morning … wanders along the Rive gauche over lunchtime and early afternoon..

He finds another patisserie in the apres midi and sits and a table and finds the words he needs to form opinions and voices his thoughts to eager Americans

He naps over supper time and takes to the streets - Montparnasse is his location of
Choice… finds a bistro and talks with Jess and the locals about the rights and wrong of the world while coifing vin rouge.