Hooked on Paris

Sunday in Paris

means the Flea Market

and the Organic Market.

Interesting goods, great people watching

and a stunning array of produce, cheeses,

meats and flowers.

First off there was the Flea Market.

Some of the vendors have a good eye

and take the time to artfully arrange their products.

I picked up some of these vintage hooks

last year and now they hang in our new bathroom.

Nothing like a little Paris to perk things up.

 This booth always has a poker game going on

or they are having a tasty lunch

with a nice bottle of wine.

Living the good life.

The vendor does always break for a sale.

Juliette and Sally

Women with tools.

Everyone found something special

for themselves or as a gift.

It's great to meet for coffee afterwards

and share our purchases.

Rosemary, Margaret, Betty and Lorianne.

Waiting in line for galettes

(Well worth the wait

as they taste so good.)

Dessert galettes 

are at the other end of the market.

Street treats.

Sunday was the Russian Orthodox Easter.

(Not all of the eggs were in one basket...)

All decorated for the wedding couple

complete with covered seats

and baby's breath.

Ready to roll in front of the Hotel Lutetia.

Whenever the sun comes out

 so do the Parisiens, en masse.

The grass was covered

in the Place des Vosges.

I admired a boater like this 

on a man at the Flea Market.

I was happy to find one under the arches

in the Place des Vosges arcade.

Sunday in Paris.