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In case you ever wondered about pavés—the roughly-cubical hunks of granite with which the French have paved streets and squares for millennia. They served as missiles in the riots of May, 1968, which contributed tangentially to the irremediable loss of our Mammy, the next month. We preserved a couple as souvenirs; grandson Johnny Olsen broke a toilet in Kaysville by dropping a pavé therein. But that’s a story for later.
This giant square (“big butts” and all) is on the grounds of the Palais de Versailles. Yes, and the square underfoot, too…
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