Windows have always fascinated me. Like faces, they can be inviting or austere. It seems in Paris that windows speak even more loudly. Some are laden with plants and flowers, almost begging passersby to stop and enter. Others, even those off the ground level, are shuttered even in the midst of day. There are windows with little panes, windows with giant glass, and windows set in works of art.
| A typical window in the Trocadero section of Paris | |
| Windows in Montparnasse on a decidely cold Spring day | |
| On a side street, the south side of the Seine, very near Notre Dame, near Place Maubert | |
| A set of crosses in a set of windows on Ile St. Louis | |
| A ground level window on Rue Barres, in a sort of alley way in the Marais | |