When there is sun, there are shadows

"If we shadows have offended, 

Think but this, and all is mended, 

That you have but slumber'd here 

While these visions did appear."

-- William Shakespeare

More glorious weather for us Parisians. Perfect, clear fresh cloudless days. With sun, comes warmth, blue skies, bright light and shadows. Lots of shadows. I've been collecting them. I love this stone vase, it looks like it has roots.

Here are some simple but crisp shadows I saw in the park yesterday.

Here's a window grill casting a lovely shadow, up by the Place de Tertre.

This afternoon I was wondering where I could find some more interesting shadows and decided to go to the Cimetière de Montmartre. I figured that with all the elaborate wrought iron and stone details on the tomb stones I would find good shadows. I was not disappointed.

Here, have some roses.

In a city like Paris, you also get shadows at night.

And in the playground, if you look carefully, you can find some odd little monsters.