Last January, the day after we arrived, Peter, Mary and I were strolling down the little pedestrian street by Procope. I noticed two ladies nearby snapping photos as well, and I thought I had stepped into one of their photos, so I turned to apologize. On of them put her hand on my arm and explained that she and her friend had seen us twice already that day...in the Metro and at the Sempé exhibit! She went on to say that she had recognized me from my blog that she read frequently, so she knew I was in Paris. Then she said, "And that's Peter isn't it! I recognized him from his blog!" What are the chances that would meet Clista, all the way from Texas, in Paris for heaven's sake! We had a nice visit and then Mary asked where they were headed the next day and they said the pet cemetery. Well we were too and as we crossed the street to the cemetery the next day, who do you think we saw??? What could be more fun than to meet a blog friend in Paris... twice. Le monde est petit!
I am a former elementary school teacher, a full-time photographer, part-time painter, lover of all things French ( whose français is slowly improving), obsessive Paris traveler, enthusiastic art museum volunteer, grateful 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 9 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.