when memory fails

During April of 2006 Carole Johnson flew to Paris to celebrate Easter with me - and our long friendship of journeys, toasts, gossip and tears over bad boyfriends. We've looked at a great deal of art together over the years so we certainly share the same paintings like dear friends... 'tho the best part of her visit was introducing her to my REAL friends Goxwa, Olivier and Bob.
It was different than our time in Madrid where Carole was "on call." Our schedule was of our own design and we balanced everything as we wished... with a combination of exhaustion and delight.

We shared an exquisite Easter meal and told great stories about Paris, art and the wonder of Goxwa's cooking (photos above!). If there is any truth left in the world it is that April in Paris is like no where else...

Some of the sites depicted above: the Musee D'Orsay, the Palais de Tokyo, the Seine, a few churches, many hats and even more glasses of vin rouge! (I think we attended three different masses at three different churches that morning... the best pagentry of Paris is behind stained glass!)