ABC Wednesday—W is for "wall o' water"

Are you thirsty?  Or I should say, T'as soif?
If you're in Paris, you're in luck.
(First of all, the tap water's just fine.)
Or you can choose from among many, many
brands of bottled water—as in this
display at Bon Marché's Grand Épicerie.

[To see more ABC posts, go here.]

Away in a manger

The biggest menorah you ever saw has not
been set up yet, but the nice crèche 
is there at Grand Army Plaza. Not so sure 
about that tree, though.

[Linking back to Ruby Tuesday
and Our World Tuesday.]

Whirlybird

One morning recently as I took my usual
walk over the Brooklyn Bridge,
I was accompanied by this police helicopter 
that circled the bridge the whole time.
It was hovering in place when I took this shot—
must say, it made me feel safe . . .
and also creeped me out.  I kept wondering
just what it was looking for.

[Linking back to Blue Monday at Backyard Neighbor.]

inSPIREd Sunday

This is the church of Saint-Sulpice in Paris.
The current building dates to the
17th century.  The façade was renovated in
the 18th century; the north tower
(the one on the left) was renovated, but then
the French Revolution halted the
renovations and the southern tower never
was replaced.  (It's always bothered me
that they don't match.)

[To see more churches from
around the world, go here.]

The Weekend in Black and White

I think it's beautiful in color, or all
lit up after dark—or like
this, in good, old-fashioned
black and white.

[To see more b/w images, visit
Dragonstar's meme.]

Weekend Reflections

I look forward to this every year:
For about a week before Thanksgiving, 
all the trees across from my
office get wrapped with thousands
of little white lights.
And when I leave work in the dark the
next Monday, they're all lit up.

[To see more Weekend Reflections,
visit James's meme.]

cubbies

I recently switched allegiance to a new nail salon.
These little drawers for regulars' personal
polish reminded me of the restaurant Chartier,
in Paris, where some faithful customers
would get to store their own napkin in a cubby
much like these (although, granted, a bit
more elegant—it's Paris, after all).

[Linking back to signs, signs.]