A Parisian Day


Hope’s Descendants

Happy Monday!

Hope has two beautiful daughters.  Their names are Anger and Courage.
Anger at the way things are and Courage to make sure things don’t remain as they are.

If you are the embodiment of hope, at which things are you angry and have the courage to change?

*edited – horrible typo I didn’t catch until today:/*


Not having an entire day to devote to absorbing all of the imagery housed in the Louvre, we had to devise a plan that would ensure we both left the Louvre equally satisfied.  We knew the key to that plan was arriving as soon as the doors opened after satiating ourselves on a well-balanced breakfast bowl full of croissants.  Unknowingly, our early arrival allowed us to witness a breathtaking sunrise as the sun shone directly through the above ground glass structure that denotes one’s arrival at Paris’ greatest museum.  Once on the clock, we made the dash to the Mona Lisa before devoting our time in the Antiquites Egyptiennes exhibit.  This exhibit, which I unfortunately yet accurately have dubbed the  Nose/Lips/Accurate History Removal, was equally breathtaking and frustrating.