My first thought upon waking yesterday morning was (Jen, if you're reading this, close your eyes now) "Let's listen to some Prince."No, I have no idea why.
So, I put some Prince on the stereo (aka my computer) and proceeded to get in a really good mood. (Try listening to "America" and not feeling all pepped up. Except you, Jen.)
For our morning walk, Fanny and I headed out the door in the direction of Tom and Nathalie's place on Boulevard Richard Lenoir, to feed the fish and water the pretty flowers on the balcony with the fabulous view of Sacre Coeur. As we rounded the corner onto Voltaire, there he was! Prince! Who may or may not be vegan! OK, so it was only a poster on a news-agent's kiosk, but still.
Another block down the street, I passed a typical Parisian boulangerie, albeit one with outdoor seating, where a handful of people were enjoying their petit dejeuner of coffee and croissants. I looked up, and there on the awning it read, "Les Delices du Prince" (The delights of the prince).Hmm. Coincidence or .... ??
I guess it mustn't have been "or ... " because I kept looking for more magic purple Prince symbols, but didn't see any.
The view from Tom and Nathalie's balcony
I love days like that, where strange things just seem to fall into place. And I love the occasional Prince. Incredible view on that last photo!
ReplyDeleteAurelia as you probably know, Prince said that the internet was on its way out. What will we do without your blog?? I hope Prince isn't right about that! Fingers crossed.
ReplyDeleteAurelia, I love your blog. I just got caught up. You've been busy! I love it. You're awesome.
ReplyDeleteMay Prince live long and prosper. :) I love the little synchronicities you encountered. :)
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