Springtime wandering

So just as some evidence that Spring is here, despite some rather cold days, here are some photos from wanderings around Le Jardin du Luxembourg, which still make me think of Sartre's La Nausee and the protagonists own wanderings where all the trees reminded him of phalluses. Make up your own minds.






Here's a requisite Alice posing photo.



And here's a strange little shop besmirching the elegance of the gardens.