Paroisse Notre-Dame des Blancs-Manteau

An 11th Century Parish in the heart of Paris (Le Marais), rebuilt 1685-1690.

Here is a 1749 wooden pulpit, with the carving on top of "St. Michael Overthrowing the Devil".

The stained glass here (20th century) depicts King Louis IX (Saint Louis) founding the monastery in 1685. The other interior image is in the Chapel of Notre-Dame des Victoires, with "Crowned Virgin and Child".

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Good morning. 🐦🐦🐦

29 September 2025

Charlie and I just returned from our Monday Walk. Before we left, I wrote a paragraph about feeling conflicted about going—something about how I don’t have the discipline I used to when it comes to that sort of thing. But I hit the wrong key and lost it. It is Monday, after all.

We passed the annual parish fair on our walk. It’s just down the street, humming with its usual mix of funnel cakes and brass band bravado. If you didn’t know, Louisiana has parishes instead of counties—a linguistic relic from our French and Spanish colonial past, both deeply Catholic. Back then, parishes marked church jurisdictions. These days, they function just like counties do elsewhere, but the name still carries a bit of ecclesiastical echo.

I have the nagging sense I’m forgetting something today, though I couldn’t tell you what. 🤔 Then again, if I knew what it was, I wouldn’t be forgetting it, would I? Oh well. It’ll come to me—or it won’t. And if it doesn’t, maybe it wasn’t all that important to begin with.

“Discipline is choosing between what you want now and what you want most.” — Abraham Lincoln

“Walks. The body advances, while the mind flutters around it like a bird.” — Jules Renard

“Cultures grow on the vine of tradition.” — Jonah Goldberg

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