Bastille Day

Had my husband listened to me last week, I too would be in Paris, celebrating, drinking French wine, and having a gay old time. I didn't even think about Bastille Day. I just wanted to grab my daughter and hop into a plane on the spur of the moment, with my husband in tow. Alas, it was not to be, so tonight we will raise our glasses of Cote du Rhone as jets gain altitude over Long Island Sound, perhaps on their way to the City of Light.

Liberte Egalite Fraternite



Claude Monet
Rue Montorgueil, Paris