I don't believe I can pass a display of flowers anywhere that doesn't bring a smile to my face and make me happy! And, if in Paris or anywhere in France all the more better!
Yes, Virginia, but when you are happy in Paris, you aren't buttoned-down happy with nice uptight lettering. You are let your hair down and unbutton a button and let out a hoot HAAAPPPYYY!
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.
21 comments:
Une très belle manière de débuter la journée... Gros bisous
Nice photography.
How not to be happy with such lovely flowers?
Never having to be reminded to be happy is a wonderful philosophy V.
make me happy!
make me smile
That is very happy Virginia... xv
I'd love to have this image on the wall, right at the entrance, the first thing to see when leaving or coming back. HAPPY!
A happy capture indeed! Veronique (French Girl in Seattle)
I don't believe I can pass a display of flowers anywhere that doesn't bring a smile to my face and make me happy! And, if in Paris or anywhere in France all the more better!
This photo certainly brings a smile to the face. I wonder what possessed them to use an English word?
The Happy bag on the bottom right...if you don't look too closely, looks like a white puppy among the flowers.
I hear you, V! For that matter, these flowers would cheer me up too.
Yes, Virginia, but when you are happy in Paris, you aren't buttoned-down happy with nice uptight lettering. You are let your hair down and unbutton a button and let out a hoot HAAAPPPYYY!
Jack, you have a good point and truer than you might think! :)
Lovely!
Oh Paris, je t'aime, je t'aime!!!
Oh yes, it is my happy place :)
Merci for the gorgeousness, chere Virginia!
Bises,
- Irina
Dear Jack, I think we can all relate to your description of being HAPPY in PARIS -- you are right on!
In Paris it´s not possible to not be happy ;-) Is this the shop in Rue Montorgueil?
The perfect word, indeed!
Paris sounds like a amazing place to live. I want to move now.
-zane
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