Noël, Noel, Nowell

It’s this time of year again. The first Nowell the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; In fields where they lay, keeping their sheep, On a cold winter’s night that was so deep.…

It’s this time of year again. The first Nowell the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; In fields where they lay, keeping their sheep, On a cold winter’s night that was so deep.…

Close to our place, there is a small street curiously perched 15-20 yards above sea level, it’s called rue des artistes. Its name is very apt, around there one can find famous post-war painter Nicolas de Stael’s house. At the…

A week ago we attended a concert, the wife and I, which took place in the weirdly named Saint Antoine des Quinze Vingts Church (literally, Saint Anthony of the fifteen-twenty). Fifteen twenty what? I wondered. It comes from the number…

Took me a while before I spotted the bag. “Swag” wasn’t written on it though. Paris 13th district. 2019

A few more shots from Saint Joseph in Le Havre. Nov 1, 2019

August 2019

Léran, Ariège – August 2019 As I was posting this picture I researched complementary colours and realised there was a difference according to websites and possibly cultures. Strictly speaking, the orange of these pruning shears should be complemented by blue.…

Literally, “as in the country.” Well… almost.

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