Pass the Kleenex, please …

29Mar11

After almost two weeks of burning the candle on both ends, today I hit the wall. (Pardon the mixed metaphor.)

I woke up feeling terrible—throat, stomach, head, feet … everything. And although I tried venturing out a couple of times, I felt too tired to wander too far. Sigh.

In the morning I caught some fresh air along the Seine. Between nose-blowings, I wondered how the trees survive the lovers’ merciless mutilations.

And during my lunchtime stroll, I happened upon a movie shoot in front of the Hôtel de Ville. Something about the liberation of Paris from the Nazis, I’m guessing …

In the evening, a rare thunderstorm moved through. I huddled under an awning and watched everyone scramble for cover.

But by far the biggest highlight of the day was getting an email from my friend Patrick about one of his upcoming events:

The email campaign software we use … enables me to see where in the world our email campaigns are being opened. I noticed one opened email from France, so I took a screenshot of it. See attached.”

I love how my little hamster avatar seems to be looking up at the satellite.

 

Thanks for the laugh, Patrick … I needed that.

Well, I’m off to lie down before I fall down. As always, more to come!



2 Responses to “Pass the Kleenex, please …”

  1. Regarding the survival of the mutilated trees: bark is actually dead material. So is the core of the tree, which is why the center can be hollowed out of a giant redwood and it will continue to live. The important part — the plumbing or circulatory system of the tree is in thin layers just between the bark and the wood. This ring of tissue produces the trunk rings seen in a cut log. If it is cut through, all the way around the tree (“girdled”), the tree will die.

    Beautiful photo, by the way!

    • 2 hmunro

      Thanks, acleansurface! I always thought that pronounced bark damage like that would kill a tree, either through dehydration or by giving diseases and insects a way in. I’m relieved to know that those trees will probably still be there for years to come. They’re one of my Paris touchstones …

      And thanks for your kind comments, too!


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