All too often I find myself in Paris on what I call the Paris fast track. We are always so anxious to see it all, eat and drink it all, but more than that, shoot it all, that we don't have time to sit and soak up Paris. This last trip while spending a day alone, to wander and and explore, late in the afternoon I sought the small, quiet place Dauphine. This afternoon I was totally alone there. I'd walked a lot, so I found a bench, took a deep breath, and just soaked up the moment. Mors Doré caught my eye, are you surprised? When I returned home and found this image I Googled it and alas, it was in French ( the very idea!) so I sought Peter's help. He tells me it's a book binding shop. The lagniappe is the man in the upper window that I just discovered.
Mors Doré
16 lace Dauphine
75001 Paris
