Costas, I think this is a close to your beautiful Greece as I will come. I hope not. I'd love to your country, and yes, it is a bit like your Greece. V
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.
8 comments:
C'est adorable!
Léia
Beautiful whites and blues.
Remind me of Greece.
Costas
Oh, yes. I love that white and blue -- gets me every time!
What a pretty place Provins must be!
I was just about to write how nice they keep the place painted, when I looked at the bottom of the photo.
Starman, it dates back to 802 or thereabouts. I think we can cut them some slack.
V
Costas, I think this is a close to your beautiful Greece as I will come. I hope not. I'd love to your country, and yes, it is a bit like your Greece.
V
Les volets : quand on vit à Paris, on finit par oublier que cela existe.
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