Reflections from Saint Denis . . .

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A week ago Monday la Grenouille and I travelled to Saint Denis on the northern outskirts of Paris to meet up with Virginia (Paris Through My Lens), Genie (Paris and Beyond), Genie's daughter Holly, and Peter (Peter's Paris), ostensibly to visit the Basilica where the majority of French royalty were buried over the centuries of monarchy, but especially simply to enjoy some good blogging company in person. I think it is safe to say a good time was had by all. Especially when the conversation toward the end of the afternoon over hot chocolates, coffee, and tea turned to how to make macaroons and the finer points of powdered sugar and the proper humidity of macaroon dough. That there were some macaroon experts present become abundantly apparent. Thanks for a great time you all ! (Or for those who hail from Alabama perhaps I should say : y'all !)
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As it is the weekend, and a few reflections were seen that afternoon in Saint Denis, I don't want to miss James' Weekend Reflections, so some of the following photos may count as my submission there. It was a brilliantly clear winter afternoon, with the Paris sun low in the sky, light was bouncing every which way, reflections were almost inevitable. Like this first of the Basilica facade reflected in a shuttered bistro window opposite.
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The Saint Denis town hall was adorned with a large poster wishing all a fine year in 2012, the same image was reproduced on smaller posters visible around town. The sun was dazzling ! And even at just shy of quarter after two in the afternoon already shadows were quite long.
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On the glass case covering a fine piece of funerary art inside the basilica I noticed the upper windows of the basilica were offering reflections, a bit blurry here.
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But changing the focal point allowed to see the stained glass windows reflected clearly, while the art under the glass went out of focus.
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From left to right, la Grenouille, Virginia, Genie, Holly, and last, but certainly not least, Peter. Thanks again for a fine afternoon you gals and guy !
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