un citron pressé

The pause that refreshes in Paris:
When you ask for lemonade here, you get
freshly squeezed lemon juice, sugar,
and water—c'est tout.  You don't get a whole lot of  
ice (which I could have used on that day last 
July when the temp hit 99°F/37°C), 
but I was happy with my no-chemicals-added
drink on the shady terrace of a Paris café.

[Linking back to Monday Mellow Yellows.]

Notre Dame, 8 a.m.

It's worth getting up early to have Notre Dame
(almost) to yourself, whether you want
to appreciate it in peace and quiet—
or take unpopulated pictures.

Marché aux Fleurs

The covered but otherwise outdoor flower market
on the Ile de la Cité has been in operation
(except on Sunday, when it becomes a bird market)
for 204 years.  I don't know how these primroses
survive—I shot them on a snowy morning in February—but
what a wonderful way to brighten a dreary winter day! 

Points of light

There's a point of light for each of the 76,000
Parisians who were deported to concentration
camps during WWII.  This memorial at the eastern
end of the Ile de la Cité is a very powerful place.