Porte de vanves

Today was another glorious day at the brocante. Besides the fact I fell in love with a sweet pooch named Rosy I also got two 19th century absolutley wonderful bed canopies in brass that have a Verdi gris patina that only the passage of time blows its breathe on. Glimpses of courtyards that lead the way onto Paris apartments and then it was time to sortie(exit) and head on down the road to Lyon villerbaune for a 6 am market. I will give you all the details of the trip down tomorrow. You never know what you will see going down the autoroute.

I love you family up to Jesus and back plus infinity.

And of course even in
France with a stick shift I managed to have my leg up on the dash. That is a picture for Char and Nolan will appreciate. The habit does not leave by going to a foreign country.

A bientot (see you soon)0