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Today in Paris we are having the most stunning weather. Not a cloud in the sky, sunny, warm, an ever-so-slight breeze. If it were two degrees warmer it might be too hot but it is just right. I feel that the weather here is quite different than in NYC. It can be sunny and warm, and then cloud up and rain for ten minutes, then become windy and cold. If you don't like the weather, wait ten minutes. But today? Perfect.

It is also the day Helmut has put together a cocktail party for my quilt. It is a celebration of my five year project. He has invited friends and some professionals, but no expectations. Just a moment to breathe and enjoy the accomplishment. 

Tomorrow and the next day I have my first concerts with the Melomen, the gay chorus here in Paris. But that is in the future and I just want to enjoy my place here for the moment. If you are in Paris today and did not get an invite, forgive me and drop me a note. I will give you the info to come; I would love to see you.


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