Vagabond Artist

I got a geranium to put on the window sill. It was expensive, ten euro. I think that is an outrageous price for a gernaium but everything in Paris is expensive. My geranium is bright red and packed with blossoms. I look at it and it makes me happy, a flower.

I bought my geranium in a flower shop in Ivry when I was on my bicycle on the way to the atelier. I put it in my bicycle basket and it fell out of the pot but luckily it was in a plastic bag. Then the gernaium spent the day with me in the studio inhaling oil painting fumes and then went to the grocery store to buy something for dinner. After that we rode together on my bicycle down avenue d'Ivry and then to Place italie and then down avenue des Goblins. The poor geranium came out of the pot again and was bumping around in the basket trapped in the plastic bag. It is amazing that nothing broke, not even one bloom. I think that it was relieved to sit on the window sill finally after all that bumping around even if rue saint jacques is a busy street . Maybe i should give it a name.

There are geraniums on lots of the windowsills in Paris. I didn't notice them before. I am sure that I would have seen them when i first moved to Paris in January, any color would have jumped into my eyes in that greyness. There are more geraniums in Paris then there are on the window sills in Florence or maybe I never looked at the geraniums in Florence; There are cascading geraniums everywhere my favorite is in the square in front of the church of rue Mouffetard, that is a beautiful window.

This week was all work and no play but tomorrow is Saturday. I never had weekends before moving to Paris to live with someone that has weekends. Now I have weekends and mondays too. I have to work my bum off in the next few weeks because then we are going to Marseilles, Nice and some other places. After that I am going to Florence. Hurrah!!!! and then we go to Copenhagen. I CAN'T WAIT to go to Florence. Less than a month to go.

So I was going to the quai d Seine this evening to check out the dancing but now it started to rain, boo hoo. At least I have my geranium on the window sill.