Well, "dank it" the Good Lord said to Paris in springtime. The 21st. There are promising buds and longer days and hope that global warming might find us. This winter was colder than I have ever known in this city of light and lots of snow. Today is grey.
One would think that with all the great sculpture here, they'd know how to make a snowman.
Not a clue. Not fun.
Inevitably, les printemps will come. The beauty. The splendor. Sitting at a sidewalk café. And boys and girls watching each other.
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Sunnier today. March 22nd xxx
ReplyDeletemary, we met use at le socle 100 rue de Charenton at the TD with Clair Thoumy in february. I finaly visite your blog - I like your Paris trees.
ReplyDeleteJuste let me now if you do any exebition in your space, or somme "porte ouverte".
Claudia