Autumn in Paris: Montmartre Cemetery
Cemeteries by their nature aren't happy places, but I'm always happy to visit the them in Paris. They're packed with beautiful sculpture, architecture and a melange of memorabilia ranging from sweet (a thick book stuffed with photos in a plastic, weather-proof case) to strange (a fishbowl). It rained early this morning, and the cold mist and leaves left no room for debate whether autumn had arrived. I could smell change in the air, and that feeling of no turning back - the end of a season - set the tone for the walk. The entire cemetery seemed to be mourning that loss, shutting down until spring, saying goodbye. About halfway through, I spotted a large orange cat sitting in a bowl. Most of the resident cats in the cemetery bolt when they see you, but not this guy. He jumped down and followed me around for fifteen minutes. He seemed to be waiting for me to toss him a treat, so it's clear the neighbors take good care of him. In fact, all of the cats are giant, indicating either an abundance of rodents or friendly cat lovers nearby. Another highlight was finding a spiderweb that seemed to be either spun with or held up by a pair of stone hands.