Very nice shot, V. Will be sharing with French Girl in Seattle readers this morning. I used to be this little girl. During our elementary school years, wherever we lived in France, my mother would walk my brother and me to school in the morning; then return to pick us up at lunch. We enjoyed a nice meal and break at home; walked back to school early afternoon. Finally, around 4:30-5:00pm, she would be there once again, waiting for us outside. Occasionally, we would stop at the local boulangerie for a special treat (pain au chocolat, chausson aux pommes, palmier,) on the way home. Memories... :-) Veronique (French Girl in Seattle)
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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Very nice shot, V. Will be sharing with French Girl in Seattle readers this morning. I used to be this little girl. During our elementary school years, wherever we lived in France, my mother would walk my brother and me to school in the morning; then return to pick us up at lunch. We enjoyed a nice meal and break at home; walked back to school early afternoon. Finally, around 4:30-5:00pm, she would be there once again, waiting for us outside. Occasionally, we would stop at the local boulangerie for a special treat (pain au chocolat, chausson aux pommes, palmier,) on the way home. Memories... :-) Veronique (French Girl in Seattle)
Thank you for sharing this Veronique!
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-Kim
My parents said it was the same in the Netherlands when they were growing up.
Ah, a simpler approach that reminds me of the 1950s in the States.
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