It's no secret that one of my most favorite "finds" in Paris are the dancers that gather every Sunday on rue Mouffetard. This lady's hair is of course one of my favorite Paris Rouge "finds"!
Oh dear, I so loved the coffee cup. Now it is gone...but the photo is nice that is replacing it, but I truly loved that idea of sharing Paris over coffee through your eyes. And the red haired dancer is probably unaware of how much attention she is getting...thanks.
I love rue Mouffetard, especially on a Saturday morning when the street performers are playing. It's a nice easy stroll up the hill form Place Maubert. I usually sit for a while in one of the cafes at Place de la Contrescarpe to watch the activity and to write my thoughts in my journal. I walk down through the market looking for something special for dinner. On a really good day I can buy fresh cod and leeks. Easy to cook and truly delicious. On bad day, imagine a bad day in Paris, I eat lunch at Le Mouffetard. One of my favorite places in Paris to eat. It just screams "tradition!"
I am a former elementary school teacher, a full-time photographer, lover of all things French ( whose French is slowly improving), obsessive Paris traveler, enthusiastic church and community volunteer, and grandmother to 5 delightful grandchildren.
I fell in love with Paris in March 2007. It was as the French say, le coup de foudre : love at first sight. As a result of that trip, my photography took another direction. Since that time I have pursued a career of sorts in photography and dreamed of returning to the City of Light. November 2008 found me strolling the streets of Paris once again. My first visit I was so overwhelmed with the incredible beauty of the city, I photographed it as a "tourist". In 2008 I returned and I looked at the city with more of a photographer's eye. I wanted to capture the unique, the small details, and oh yes - the people! This blog was started as a photo diary of that trip, but I have been most fortunate to return to the city j'adore 15 times since. Each time I leave, I wipe a tear and start planning my list for the next trip. Paris may well be a moveable feast, but I think it's best savored in person! Someone told me that once you have been to Paris, you will leave a piece of your heart. I left mine right there, but I brought home some wonderful memories. It is my pleasure to share them with you.
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Oh dear, I so loved the coffee cup. Now it is gone...but the photo is nice that is replacing it, but I truly loved that idea of sharing Paris over coffee through your eyes. And the red haired dancer is probably unaware of how much attention she is getting...thanks.
I agree... those flaming red hair of hers are gorgeous.
Beautiful auburn locks, she looks like she's got to be a dancer with that figure. Gorgeous image Virginia.
It's spectacular hair! I hope she's wearing sunblock. {Yes, I'm too practical sometimes.}
Not only red... it looks natural!
I love people watching with you!
I am excited to know there are dancers at rue Mouffetard every Sunday :)
Gorgeous redhead, even from this view you captured!
Xoxo
Karena
Art by Karena
I think it would be hard to have hair that color and be shy—so I'll be she's not! Great shot, V.
And look at what a beautiful posture she has! You can always spot a dancer or a yogi by their backs! Shall we dance?
Gorgeous, Virginia. With her red hair, you can't miss her!
How interesting! I am in Paris for the week so will have to visit the street myself, love your dazzling dancer!
This is something that I've yet to witness in Paris but it sure sounds fun and I enjoy your photos!
nice - au natural ?
Dancers are the personal, the Parisians are personal, so what would be expected in Paris as a dancer. I like the wild hair of that color.
I love rue Mouffetard, especially on a Saturday morning when the street performers are playing. It's a nice easy stroll up the hill form Place Maubert. I usually sit for a while in one of the cafes at Place de la Contrescarpe to watch the activity and to write my thoughts in my journal. I walk down through the market looking for something special for dinner. On a really good day I can buy fresh cod and leeks. Easy to cook and truly delicious. On bad day, imagine a bad day in Paris, I eat lunch at Le Mouffetard. One of my favorite places in Paris to eat. It just screams "tradition!"
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