This is the never ending story. So if you're not as worn out as we were after three days and want to continue, please come along.

These are the words and images from a journey to Paris in May of 2009. The trip is divided into sections, each a long blog with the days added as they came. Come journey with Cliff and me. Come back whenever you can.

Just as I thought spring couldn't come any faster, it stopped. Dead cold in its tracks, so to speak. And now the proud daffodils are shredded and ice coats the edges.

Sometimes, sitting at this desk overlooking the prairie, I become lost in my own reveries - not really thinking and certainly not doing, rather just watching.