ABC Wednesday—K is for "kitchen"

Or at least for anything you could ever possibly
need for yours.  This is one small cubby
at the Paris emporium E. Dehillerin, where cooks
from near and far come to stock
up on the essentials.

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ABC Wednesday—K is for "kangaroo"

This 5-month-old kangaroo was one of the
young animals brought to our office
last July by the nice folks from the Columbus Zoo.
They named her Mrs. Wolowitz (a character on TV?)
 and kept her safe and cozy inside her very own
fleece-lined denim pouch.  Sweet!

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ABC Wednesday—K is for "keys"

These were at the Marché aux Puces,
and I love they way they're displayed.  It 
would be fun to know what each of these old 
keys once opened—but then again, 
maybe more fun to use my imagination.

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ABC Wednesday—K is for "knock, knock"

Who's there?
Paris.
Paris who?
Paris the thought . . . 

 . . . that if someone decides to
fix up this beautiful old door in
the Marais they would ever paint over
that gorgeous filigree.  (Believe it
or not, I've seen it done plenty of times.)

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ABC Wednesday—K is for "kite"

I didn't get to spend nearly enough time
on the beach as I wanted to this summer, but
this takes me right there.  BTW, in my
entire life I don't think I've ever managed
to get a kite up and actually keep it aloft—so
bravo to the kids who got this one to fly so high.

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