Irregular Posts; Dance?

Thursday July 11, 2013 Bonjour, Which is it?  “I won’t dance, you can’t make me.”  Or “I can’t dance, you won’t make me.”  This had perplexed me; actually not the quote but the dancing.  I used to dance but now not so much. My son’s friends had suggestions for me when they saw that I wasn’t dancing at Alice and David’s wedding celebration in France this July.  The joint was rocking.  The DJ ran the music, all modern, SongAfterSongWithNoGaps.  Meg likes to dance and wasn’t about to wait for me.  She was dancing with other ladies.  I was waiting for a slow one.  Nope; none on the horizon.  Yael said “Don’t worry what it looks like, everyone looks silly.”  I told her that I didn’t feel the music to dance.  I could feel it to photograph the dancing but … Andrew listening, suggested that therapy might help me. Later, Dise noted a few movements of my feet as we stood at the bar.  “See, it IS in there.” >>>>>>>>>>>> Mrs. Brown had a dance school.  She taught manners and dance at the Masonic Temple.  It was on Tuesday evenings when I was in eighth grade in 1958.   I learned the foxtrot and the waltz, and loved dancing with my second cousin, the beautiful Deborah.  Mrs. Brown would call out “Foxtrot” or Waltz” or some other step that we had been taught.  You wouldn’t want to be doing the wrong step with the music. While at High School in the opening of the ‘60s, I went to the CYO dances on Saturday nights at the Catholic school up the street...

Irregular Images; Paris People

Landmarks! Landmarks are everywhere!  ;~0 People are in focus for this gallery.                                               People are moving landmarks. “travel light and wear a smile.”  Jack Holmes                    ...

Irregular Posts; Paris

Thursday June 27, 2013 Bon Soir, “OK.  Seven Americans walked into a crepiere… I never learned the rest of that joke.  But we DID walk into a crepiere as seven Americans; sat down and ordered crepes and beverages.  Oh yeah let me introduce: my sisters Jane and Nancy, Meg, Meg’s brother Jim from Delaware, Bill and Maggie Dolbow, our college friends from North Carolina.  We are meeting for dinner as we all are visiting Paris on the way to Ile d’Oleron on the Atlantic coast for David and Alice’s French reception next week.  The Holmes clan of 4 is staying in the Latin Quarter for four nights sampling sights in the city. Crepiere Josselin is one of the highly recommended ones on Rue du Montparnese; Jim had seen a long line out the door last night while others on the street had openings.  The American Seven walked in at six o’clock; no problem!  Savory crepes for six and a flambeau ice cream crepe for Bill Dolbow.  It sure looked good!  But mine, with roquefort cheese and walnuts inside was yuMMy with the Belgian traditional cidre.  The crowds were just beginning to appear as we left after seven o’clock. Yesterday the Holmes Clan went out early to get into Notre Dame before the lines formed.  Success.  Then back to find breakfast.  We found Cafe Nadia on Blvd St Germain.  I think Meg and I had breakfasted there on our RTW trip in summer 2005. That is when/where I first was introduced to the Nutella and banana combination on a crepe. For old times sake, I did it again.  This owner...