Snow, More Apartment Issues, and another Transfer in the Books!

One word describes much of this week:  Snow.  We've had a lot of it!  Last weekend we had a massive snowstorm.  Aspects of the storm led to our entertainment on Monday: We watched delivery trucks get stuck in the snow outside our office!  We had mounds of snow out there and both a UPS and a Purolator truck got themselves stuck.  It took some work to get them out.  The UPS driver lucked out because someone appeared with a shovel and started digging him out.

Alas, the fun didn't extend into Tuesday because Montreal had cleaned the roads over night.  When we crossed the street from the metro, it was as if the snow hadn't fallen and drifted so badly yesterday. The way they remove snow in Montreal is amazing.  Hop over to my Facebook page and look at the video of snow removal taken by my friend Arlene May.

We had another snowstorm roll in on Wednesday.  It was bad enough that I decided I was not going to drive in it, so I took the metro to do my shift in the Temple that evening.  I got a ride back to the station with the Bergerons.  When I arrived at the office on Thursday, Elder Evans said that we left too early and missed out on the action.  A bus got stuck and blocked rue Gilford. He was kind enough to take pictures.  As you can see, the bus blocked the entire street.

And here's another bus who's going to have a problem!

By the time I left the Temple the snow had turned to rain so we had icy conditions.  This is what it looked like in front of the metro station across from the office--that's ice that you're seeing!

I had an appointment that required me to walk in this stuff.  How grateful I was for my Yaktrax.  I just put these on my boots and off I go.  They don't work well inside, but they are wonderful for icy conditions!

On my way back to the office, I saw this guy:

Our work week concentrated on the tasks that mark the 6th week of the transfer.  For me that means writing letters, working out zone conference lunch quantities, and making certain everything is ready for next week.  We got everything done except cleaning the office.  I was in the middle of vacuuming when I noticed that the vacuum wasn't picking up very well. It needed a new bag--which we don't have, so that task will have to be done next week.

Several weeks ago the Church announced that sister missionaries could now wear slacks.  It has made a big difference in the comfort level of our sister missionaries:  they stay warmer!  Sister Puzey and I wore slack to the office on Friday and had our picture taken with these sweet young sisters:

Sisters McGee, Shepley, Stanford, Lopez, Smith, and Puzey

When the snow is removed from the streets, it has to have a place to go.  What do they do with it?They haul it to dump sites. If you look above the building, you will see one of them.  This mound extends like a mountain for several yards.  There is a lot of snow up here! This site is on our way to LaSalle.

We had an incredible Sacrament Meeting today. Cedric De Concordia (of the copper coin fame) spoke.  His topic was ministering.  His remarks were some of the best I've ever heard.  He told about incidents of ministering in his life and how it made him feel.  Then he showed how Christ ministered and ended by sharing a scripture about the importance of serving one another.

So we went from the sublime to the ridiculous: This is what we are dealing with in our apartment!

Water comes bubbling up. Usually it is sudsy, but today it was just filthy water. When it drains, this is the residue it leaves behind:

We called the janitor to come over.  He ran an auger but wasn't able to go the entire length necessary--he did clean out one massive bunch of junk. It is so gross.  Before doing the dishes, I have to clean the sink (obviously), fill it with hot water, and add bleach to sterilize it.  I no sooner had the above pictured mess cleaned up when here we go again:

Unbelievable!  I bet you wouldn't want to deal with that mess! Neither do I!

We invited three young sisters over for dinner.  Sister Puzey joined us.  The menu?  A raclette, a green salad, and a wonderful carrot cake with a cheese cake inserted in the middle and frosted with cream cheese frosting. Thanks, Sister Puzey for the cake and the salad.

And here we are:  Sisters Puzey, Chonger, Stagno, and Jusu with the McGees

We finished the evening by having a birthday celebration with the seniors for Elder Anderson. Now it's time to finish this and get ready for Earthquake Week--Arrivals, Transfers, and Departures!

The Montreal Cold, A Montreal Cold, and a Neurologist, Enfin!

Saturday morning when I crossed the river  to Longueuil to do the weekly shopping, the thermometer in my car registered -7 F.  For those of you who deal in Celsius, it sounds even worse:  -21.66.  Whether you're using the Fahrenheit or Celsius scale, it is cold! (The yellow Post-It note is what Sarah drew while she was here in September.  Love looking at it as it is a wonderful reminder of that precious little granddaughter of ours!) I was happy to be get the shopping done and be back inside where it was warm. 

The past week was rather slow--because I got a nasty cold and stayed home Thursday and Friday.  By Saturday, I was feeling much, much better.  

I did my routine office tasks Monday-Wednesday.  Tuesday evening, the seniors went to the temple and had a very enjoyable time being together.  The Montreal Temple is very small; it can accommodate about 40 people.  The temple had been closed for routine maintenance during the first two weeks of January, so it was packed on Tuesday, the first day it was open.  I believe there were 20 men and 21 women that evening.  When I arrived home on Tuesday, my throat was feeling a bit scratchy.  Wednesday, it didn't feel much better, but I went to work and then did my shift at the temple.  When I got home Wednesday, I crawled into bed and stayed there for the next two days! I just hope I didn't share this nasty cold with anyone else. 

Because Pat needs to rest when he comes back from the office, we whiled the time away by watching several episodes of Father Brown and Midsomer Murders on Netflix. It was an enjoyable way to spend some time together.

Speaking of Pat . . . drumroll . . . we finally have an appointment with a neurologist!  We have to wait over a month to go, but we have one!  YES, FINALLY.  We will go to Burlington, Vermont, and meet with a doctor at the University of Vermont's Neurology Department.  We are so happy that this is going to take place.  It's important that he be evaluated to make certain all is going as it should and that is medication is correct.  

One of the things that is happening in the mission is that the older missionary vehicles are being rotated out.  Elder Bowler is taking charge of the transition.  I have been helping to ferry the new cars to the church parking lot on De Lorimier.  Elder Bowler drives his car to the dealership. Sister Bowler and I ride with him. Then, after the paperwork is done, he and I drive the new cars back to the church. Sister Bowler drives their car to the church, so we can all get back to where we need to be.  I don't spend much time driving in the area where the dealership is.  I was surprised to cross through this intersection. Sister Puzey and I walk past it when we inspect one of the apartments.  We always like to time our visit so that we can go to Dagwoods and pick up sub sandwiches for lunch!  They are the best subs I think I've had.  Unfortunately, we don't often get the timing right!

These are buildings I saw as we drove to the dealership.  I certainly see much more when I'm a passenger and not the driver.

This is the Papineau Station on Ste. Catherine Street.  It is right across the street from the Metro Grocery Store.  I've been to this store many, many times.  It is easily accessible on the metro or by car.  The church where we take the cars is about three blocks beyond the store and up a block on De Lorimier.

On Monday, we drove to 6900 Décarie Square for Pat's physical therapy appointment. We pass this house--love it.

And we pass this huge building near Côtes-des-Neiges and Cedar--tried to find what it was, but Dr. Google failed me! It probably is an apartment building with shops on the first floor.

When we are in that area, we are in the neighborhood of St. Joseph's Oratory.  This church is so massive it is visible from many places in the city--including on our way to our church building in LaSalle.

There are many murals painted on buildings in Montreal.  He's an example.

Wednesday, I had a doctor's appointment on Côtes-des-Neighes. We've passed this house many times as we've been on that street. I believe it is the Presbytery of a church. I just think it's a neat building!

Before I got sick, we had invited Elder Lehnardt and Elder Hsu to come to dinner on Saturday.  They are Mandarin missionaries, so I also invited the two senior sisters who are assigned to that branch.  I was afraid I wouldn't be able to pull it off because of being ill. Luckily, I woke up Saturday feeling much, much better!  So this is what we had:  Chicken Breast Zelda, mashed potatoes, coleslaw. . .

 . . . and roasted vegetables prepared by Sister Howe.  Sister Chatterton made a delectable banana cream pie that was served before I could capture a picture!

 And here we are:  Elders Hsu and Lehnardt, Sisters Chatterton and Howe with the McGees

Sunday dawned cold and blustery. This is the sight outside our apartment building. We can barely see to the end of the street in front of our building.

The storm is so bad that church services were cancelled in many wards in Montreal. First time in my life that that occurred! Although the actual temperature is 0 C, the wind chill makes it feel like -22 C. Sister Phillips just posted on the missionary Facebook page instructing the missionaries to stay off the roads as much as possible--that makes Elder McGee happy because he'll have to deal with accidents if they occur! When our bishop announced that there would be no church services, he told priesthood holders that they could prepare the Sacrament for their families.  There were eleven senior missionaries who gathered together in our apartment this afternoon to partake of the Sacrament.  It was a very special experience for us.

We spent a very quiet, lovely day in the apartment.  

I was working in the kitchen getting ready for dinner when the faucet sprang a leak! We had water spouting up and hitting the top of the cabinets.  Elder Carlson came over and fixed it so it wasn't spouting. I called the apartment concierge--they can't fix it until tomorrow! Always, always an adventure when you life on the 3rd floor of Place de Cercle! 

We invited Elders Bonny and Johnson and Sister Puzey over for dinner tonight.  They had been helping people dig out from the snow all day.  Here we are: Sister Puzey, Elders Bonny and Johnson, and the McGees. 

We FaceTimed with our family before calling it a day.  Now it's time to get this posted and me into bed so that we can face a new week tomorrow!

The Nature of Life is--Change

Christmas is officially over.  I started taking the ornaments off the tree before we left for the office on Monday, and Pat did quite a bit more after he returned to the apartment Monday afternoon. Putting away the Christmas things always makes me a little sad. No exception this year knowing that this was our last Christmas in beautiful Montreal. Although we will be thrilled to be with our family next Christmas, we will miss Montreal, the LaSalle Ward, and the mission.

In last week's post, I described our dinner with Cedric De Concordia.  One of the elders snapped a picture of him with the Galette des Rois crown perched on his head.  He sent it to me with the the caption: King Cedric at his dinner.  Here it is for your enjoyment!

All week long Pat, Sister Puzey, and I have laughed and laughed about that evening.  She is preparing the copper pennies again for this Sunday's dinner with two sisters. We said that perhaps we should put small cups out to make it easier to drink the sauce! 

Routine tasks was the name of the game this week. For me that meant writing letters, preparing for arriving and departing missionaries and doing apartment inspections. I have done these things for so long now that I usually have little to no stress as I accomplish them apart from being constantly interrupted and having to figure out where I am in doing whatever!

We had a senior get-together on Tuesday evening. We try to go out to dinner once a month.  We were so busy in December that we didn't meet for dinner. We had left over ham from zone conference that we needed to use, so that was the main course. We were all there except for Sister Anderson and Sister Swensen who were both ill. It was good to be together again.

Each transfer Sister Puzey and I are assigned five apartments to inspect. It takes us two or three days to do it.  We take the Metro, start at about 8 in the morning and can do two inspections before the missionaries have to head out for the day.  We also do an apartment in LaSalle.  Pat and I were doing this one after church because those missionaries go to the same ward that we do.  It was really tricky to do it that way, so finally I called the missionaries and asked if we could do it on a week day. It works because we take the Metro and the missionaries meet us at the Angrignon Station, drive us to their apartment so we can inspect it, and then drive us back to the station. If we do this apartment the same day as two of the other apartments, it will take us the better part of a day to get the three inspections done.

Wednesday was the day we started the inspections by heading to LaSalle.  It was a nasty day.  We arrived at the station--good; the sisters were there to meet us--good; Sister Puzey got in the car and shut her door--good; the missionary who was driving thought both of us were in, so she started driving--not good. I was in mid-step getting into the car!  Thank goodness she stopped quickly when I hollered that I wasn't in yet!  She was so apologetic, and we had a good laugh about it.

Thursday we left the our apartment  building at 7:30 a.m. and headed out again.  We have to walk a little bit, but the weather was not bad.  As we walked back to the station after doing the second inspection, we had to cross the the 15 Autoroute. Here is the new St. Jacques Bridge. It has steel cables like wings coming from the central tower.  It is supposed to make you think of an airplane. Pat and I see this structure all the time as we are trying to get from place to place in Montreal--usually because we're lost and driving around and around and around!

I liked this little cluster of colorful buildings that is visible from the overpass. (On Monday, January 15, 2019, Janet Schurman, the Relief Society President of the LaSalle ward, provided this explanation about these colorful buildings:  "The colorful buildings you photographed are actually one building - the MUHC, comprised of the Shriner's Hospital, the Montreal Children's Hospital, and the Royal Victoria Hospital for adults. . . .MUCH = McGill University Hospital Centre." Thanks Janet!)

When we were returning home from the LaSalle Ward on Sunday, I wasn't driving (Thanks, Sister Hyde). I looked to the left and saw the same complex of buildings and the spire on the St. Jaques Bridge!  Hallelujah! For one brief moment in time, I knew approximately where I was in Montreal!

Friday we inspected the last two apartments.  We have a long way to walk and the temperature took a nosedive, and the wind was blowing to boot.  Guess who forgot her leg warmers! Not smart. This is just outside the first apartment.  We decided we needed to capture what we look like in our winter gear! And here I am in my Montreal winter finery: coat, scarf, neck warmer, gloves, and boots! No glasses because they fog up so badly I can't see where I'm going!

 And here's the Puzey McGee Apartment Inspection Team. (It took both of us to take this selfie!)

After that picture was taken we headed to the last apartment.  That's when things got really bad.  Because of the wind, the temperature felt like -7 F (-22 C). Except for our legs and faces our clothing did its job!  We got smart on the way back by crossing the street and walking in the sun. (Helped that the wind had stopped!)

When we left the hospital last November, Pat was advised to see a neurologist.  For the past seven weeks we have been trying to get an appointment and meeting with no success.  Tuesday Pat had an appointment with his Canadian doctor, Yael Abikhzer. While we were in her office, she tried to contact neurologists.  She explained that some specialties are more difficult to get an appointment than others--wouldn't you know it, neurology is one of them! She is as frustrated as we are.  She said that they doctors are so busy that they won't return her calls--even when she gives them her cell number. At one point she said that she didn't know what else to do.  Pat met with President Phillips on Wednesday; during the course of their conversation, President Phillips said that if we can get an appointment in the States easier than in Montreal, we are to do it. So after work, we looked up neurologists connected with the University of Vermont in Burlington.  We made contact with them and found out what we need to get a referral.  Hopefully, we will hear back from them soon.

On July 1, the mission will experience enormous changes: on that date, the Halifax Mission will become part of this mission and a new president will take over the direction of the new, huge mission.  Pat and I are so happy that we are going to be home before this takes place! To prepare for the change, Pat has to teach both his replacement when he arrives the first of April and Elder Bowler all that he has to do as vehicle coordinator.  That will be an interesting task.  It is always a tad tricky to teach adults, but if anyone can do it, Pat can.  My job is not as huge as dealing with the cars; I'm currently trying to write out instructions for all the different things I do--bit of a pain!  Many years ago I learned that once you learn something, you can never go back to the state of not knowing it--so it is hard to put myself in the position of zero knowledge, but that is what I'm trying to do so I can explicitly write out the instructions.  I will have three weeks with my replacement, so she can follow the instructions and I'll be there to clarify as needed.

Saturday we headed to Longueuil to do the weekly shopping.  We can't always get everything at Walmart, so we like to go to a Metro grocery store as well.  This week, I found a Metro close by Walmart! Yes! Parking available, and an easy drive!  Win-Win! When we went into the Metro store, we saw these little shopping carts.  I've seen lots of them at home, but this is the first time I've seen there here.  The sign says: Future Client in Training!

Friday night we watched a couple of episodes of Good Eats. One of them was about making pound cake.  Pat said he'd like a pound cake. He found the recipe, and I went to town. It was delicious!

We spent the rest of Saturday in the apartment.  We were going to go out, but it was just too cold.

And here it is Sunday.  The Carlsons texted before 8 to tell us about a special snow fall they had on their side of the building.  

And here are close a couple of closeups

Yup--syringes! The back door of their apartment opens up to a terrace. These are 10-11 of these syringes sprinkled on that terrace. It looks like someone threw them over the balcony of a higher floor!

The two events that ended our Sabbath were having Sisters Smith and Lopez over for dinner.  Sister Puzey and I tag-teamed dinner; the results are delicious and much less work than if we do it by ourselves. Sister Puzey prepared scrumptious chicken cordon bleu and her famous carrots--we even had a small cup on the table in memory of Cedric!. I did potatoes, coleslaw, and pineapple upside down cake. These wonderful young missionaries are so impressive. As part of their message, they asked each one of the seniors why we chose to serve full-time missions. Then we asked them the same question. Sister Smith said that she wanted to give back because she had received so much from Heavenly Father. Sister Lopez said she really didn't want to serve a mission until she received her Patriarchal Blessing, was told that she would have the opportunity to serve a mission, and acted on that knowledge. Is it any wonder that we are uplifted by them every time we're with them?

Sisters Lopez, Puzey, Smith with the McGees

Doesn't this meal look wonderful?  It was!

We finished the day and the week by FaceTiming with our precious family.  Sarah and Michael were really on one tonight!  Oh, how we love these two little ones--and their parents--and their aunt and uncle who live downstairs!

And now it is time to get this posted and off to bed, so we'll be ready for another week as senior missionaries!

Epiphany, the Death of a Friend, and the End of an Era

Happy Epiphany (or the 12th day of Christmas) to you!  Epiphany is celebrated in many Christian churches to commemorate the wisemen's visit to the Young King.  We celebrated by having Elders Hadden and Burton, Cedric De Concordia (a member of the LaSalle Ward and Mount Royal Stake High Council), and Sister Puzey join us for dinner.  Through the years we have celebrated this day with a Galette des Rois.  Inside the pastry is a figurine called a fève or le petit Jesus. The person whose portion of the cake has the fève is the king or the queen for the day. Since I didn't have this figurine at home,  I'd use a dry bean.  This year because we're in Quebec where there are many pastry shops all with this cake, I decided I'd buy a small galette so I could get the figurine.  Imagine my shock when I got to the cash register and had to fork out $30 for the cake!  And the figurine was a small gingerbread man!

Here's my $30 fève:

This is the first time I've made the galette with puff pastry and frangipane, an almond filling.  Et voilà:

I'm happy to say that it was delicious.

Sister Puzey always helps with the meal when she comes to dinner, and tonight was no exception.  She brought a lovely spinach salad and copper coins, carrots in a delicious sauce. (Sorry, no pictures.) Those dishes rounded out a shepherd's pie, which was still hanging out in the oven when I snapped this picture.

The casserole was devoid of cheese on one end because one of our guests is lactose intolerant.  The Galette des Rois is full of butter and filled with an almond-based filling, so I needed a dairy-free and nut free (Pat's allergic to tree nuts) alternative: Sister Evan's recipe for brownies made with shortening to the rescue:

This evening was one of the funniest we have ever shared with missionaries. Cedric is hysterical!  He kept us laughing the entire evening.  He loved the copper coins sauce so much that he asked for a glass and drank it! He and Elder Hadden kept going back and forth with sarcastic humor the entire evening.  One of the funniest things is that Cedric's official last name is not De Concordia--it is a Vietnamese last name. He took De Concordia as his last name because it was the name of his university!  Wouldn't work for me:  Edy de University of Utah or Edy de University of Brigham Young! Needless to say, we had a great time.  Nice way to end our Christmas celebrations. Our tree lights go  off tonight, and Pat has already started putting the Christmas centerpiece away.  Tomorrow we'll take down the tree.

And here we are:  Sister Puzey, Elders Hadden and Burton, Cedric De Concordia, and the McGees.

We began Epiphany by attending our new two-hour church schedule.  Today marked the end of an era: the three-hour church block is history! Not a bit sad to see it go!

Unfortunately, we didn't gain any time since I decided we'd try the freeway to get home because many of the roads that have been closed off during the summer are now open again.  Bad choice!  We ran into construction and Lucy didn't have a clue where we were so she had us going toward the wrong direction on the freeway! It took us twice as long to get home as it would have done if we had just done it the usual way.  One way to see Montreal!  One stressful way to see Montreal!

We finished Epiphany with a delightful FaceTime visit with Christopher, Marianne, Sarah, and Michael.  During our visit, Kevin and Kristina came up and joined us!  Wonderful to visit with all our family.

Now for the rest of the week:

New Year's Eve found us at the office. Although the Swensens invited the seniors to their apartment to celebrate the ringing in of the new year together, Pat and I opted not to go because Pat tires so easily and usually doesn't stay up past 9ish.  So we came home from work, changed our clothes, relishing the quiet of the evening and the promise of a slow-paced New Year's Day.  We were asleep well before midnight.  As luck would have it, I woke up at 12:01!.  I looked out the bedroom window and saw a couple of fireworks zooming into the air coming from the other side of Mount Royal.  I watched for a few minutes and then went back to sleep.

In contrast to Christmas, which was such a marathon for us, New Year's Day, was slow and relaxed.  After breakfast, we just puttered around the apartment with our puttering interrupted by reading. At one point, we  watched the movie The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society.  As evidence of my lazy state, I didn't get dressed until 3:00 p.m. when I had to because the other office missionaries were coming down so we could do our experimental dinner to start the preparations for the meal we'll serve to the local missionary zones in February.  We had a lovely time together, and the meal will be a great one for the missionaries.  To make everything fairly easy, we used paper plates!

For over 30 years we have celebrated the New Year's Day by watching the New Year's Day Concert from Vienna.  Last year we were able to see it; we were looking forward to it again this year.  I made it; Pat didn't.  The program didn't come on until 9:00 p.m. Montreal time.  At 8:00 p.m. Pat announced he was so tired he had to go to bed--so off he toddled; an hour later I saw the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra conducted this year by Christian Thielemann- - -

---and Hugh Bonneville, the host of the television program.

After our leisurely Tuesday, we headed back to the office on Wednesday. One of the things I had to do was go to Costco to purchase the food needed for MLC the following day.  After delivering the food to the office, I drove Pat back to the apartment.  As we were turning into the garage entrance, we saw an ambulance and a police car near the entrance to the apartment lobby.  We commented that someone was surely having a bad day--little did we know that that someone was a person we knew quite well and really liked. When I was getting ready to return to the office, I met one of the custodians in the hall.  He told me that Richard, a custodian who had been particularly kind to all of us, had died in his sleep. I must have looked incredulous because he kept saying, "I'm not joking!" while crossing himself. He was obviously very upset--all of the senior missionaries who knew him are very upset!  The Carlsons and the McGees have had so many issues with their apartments that we know the custodians well.  Richard had helped us many, many times.  He also was the custodian who opened the roof access so we could watch the fireworks last summer. He even brought around Christmas cards just before Christmas. No one knows what the cause of death was--he was having some kind of gastro-intestinal issues on New Year's Day. When he didn't show up for work, his sister was summoned.  She found his lifeless body in his bed.  Richard always had a kind word for us; Richard always tried to solve our problems.  We miss Richard!

I needed to go to the bank this week.  I tried on Wednesday--bank closed.  I tried on Thursday--bank open but I couldn't do what needed to be done because I didn't have my passport with me, so because Pat took the metro to the office on Friday, I went to work late so I could go to the bank when it opened at 10:00 without having to get all decked out in my winter gear an hour after I arrived at the office.  As I was walk to and from the office, I usually listen to an audiobook. That's what I was doing on  St. Hubert Friday morning when I heard a beep or a horn or some kind of noise.  I really was into my own zone and didn't realize it was honking at me.  Finally, I turned around and saw this little tractor clearing off the snow on the sidewalk behind me. I quickly moved to the side and let him pass.

The bank is on St. Denis and Mount Royal. On my way back to the office, I passed rue Gilford: Last summer the powers that be decided it would make a great pedestrian street, so they closed it off.  The office is just down the road from this street.

For several days during the holidays, the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts was not charging admission fees. Several of the seniors went to the museum last week. Pat and I went Saturday morning. We went on the 24 bus and only had a few feet to walk. Pat made it for an hour before needing to get something to eat and go back to the apartment. Since admission was free, I was able to go back into the museum after lunch. The museum is large and is housed in several buildings on both sides of the road. On one side of the road in front of the building is this totem pole:

Next to that building is the Presbyterian Church of Saint Andrew and St. Paul

When I left the museum, the trees in front of the church were lit up.

Across the street from the totem pole was the entrance to the museum:

We searched for a place to eat on one of the side roads. We passed this chocolatier:

A few feet farther was the Café de la Pendulerie. We went in and had a lovely lunch surrounded by clocks and other decorations:

My delicious salad au then

After we had lunch, Pat took the bus back to the apartment, and I returned to the museum. I loved my time in the museum.  It is so large that I only gave it a lick and a promise--maybe I'll go back before we return. The rest of the photos are of the exhibits in the museum:

An exhibit of stuffed animals near the entrance to the education section.

An exhibition of paper birds

Montreal's Venus de Milo - made out of wood

Beautiful yellow (my favorite color) vases

Beautiful piano

A very tired Bonaparte

Another statue of Bonaparte

A chess set

Interesting chairs

Picasso

Andy Warhol

Wooden chest in shape of a grenade

Colorful and abstract

Another Picasso

Monet is one of my favorite artists.  I was thrilled to see these works:

I've been at Giverney and seen Monet's pink house.

Rodin's Le Penseur (The Thinker)

The subject of this large exhibit  is Charlie Hebdo - a satirical weekly newspaper that was the site of a shooting on 7 January 2015.

Child in a cradle

A Canadian explorer

Interesting native statue

Red glass statue

Tower of Babel

Interesting items

Beautiful chandelier

Sleigh

Dyson vacuum

I remember this computer. We had one, but it was blue, I believe!

Learned to type on a manual typewriter!

Crazy wooden chair and table!

Gorgeous chest

Replica of a mosque

I've always loved bisque porcelain

From China

What a desk!

A Tiffany original

Replica of Florence Cathedral 1

Replica of Florence Cathedral 2

Replica of Bourges Cathedral 1

Replica of Bourges Cathedral 2

Replica of Sacré Coeur Basilica Paray-le-Monial 1

Replica of Sacré Coeur Basilica Paray-le-Monial 2

Can't remember the name of this work!

Leonard Cohen mural on building as seen from museum. He was a Canadian singer.

Peter Bruegel the Younger's work: Spring

Peter Bruegel the Younger's work: Return from the Inn

In between floors

Hubert Robert's The Monuments of Paris