Monday, April 15, 2019

I have so many things to do today, work-wise, yet, all I can think about is the gargoyles looking down upon me as I walked on Rue du Cloître Norte Dame.  I have always enjoyed either walking on this street at dawn or just as the evening is getting dark.   I never had an interest in entering the structure, because the outside appearance is so strong, that I feel I would break the spell the building has over me.   Space is a huge issue with me, and some areas cannot be replaced or removed.  I will always remember Norte Dame as the magnificent structure that even my ego had to bow down to, and alas, it is now missing.  Praise Norte Dame.