It is a beautiful Sunday, sun and clouds, not too warm, not too cold.
Just right.
We both feel especially lazy today.
I was happy to hear that my husband was feeling as low energy as I am, we were comfortable just wandering ... slowly ... wherever the mood took us.
We wandered towards the bakery, picking up a bag of scones for the week ahead.
Three of them have already gone, the week will be a short one if things keep going this way!
I had my trusty camera with me and just took photos of Everything.
Some things I hoped would come out as well in a photo as they were in person.
These will all have to last me for a long time, with my memories of this beautiful city.
We wandered over to the French Embassy and sat in the little park that faces the Embassy building.
This is a park where Pup liked to sniff around, rest before walking back home.
They even have this elaborate old fashioned water fountain with basins for thirsty dogs to drink from.
The trees are blooming with the pink flowers that are a part of Spring and Fall here.
The birds were everywhere, quite vocal too.
All that was missing was Pup.
Tourists are also everywhere, the parks, the feria and neighborhoods are full of people strolling, some with maps in hand, some with cameras.
I hope their memories are as good as mine.
It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.
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