Paris, previously...

Lest we forget where this blog got its name, I thought it might be time to revisit some photos from abroad. My family spent a fair amount of time in Europe when I was small, due partly to the fact that much of my mother's family still lived in Europe at the time. I had a deep connection to Europe during my childhood, and I still do, in a more distant way. These photos are from my last trip to France, about two years after M. and I started seeing one another. I went with my mother, and we visited my aunt and cousins in Southern France. I also spent a few blissful days in Paris with my dear childhood friend, Margriet, who lives in Holland with her husband and two gorgeous daughters.

The house that my grandparents built (on the foundations of a chateau established by some very distant ancestors). Brissac, Languedoc, France.

A statue in the library.

A pastry shop window in a nearby town. Sigh.

My sneakers on the floor on Rue Caterine.

Tintin on a shelf.

Girl on a luggage cart, airport.

Self-portrait, airport.

Vacant seating, airport.

Book stalls, Paris.
I took most of my Paris photos in sepia mode, because I was particularly attached to sepia at the time. In retrospect, it was just the right mode in which to photograph Paris...


Cathedral.

Prayer, cathedral.

Statue, cathedral.

Street scene.

Youth.

Good versus evil.

Margriet on the steps.

Young love.

Street musicians.

Morning park, Le Marais.

Paris rooftops.

Margriet and a friendly child.

Businessman in transit.

Paris from above.

Galleries Lafayette.

Bridges on the Seine.

Outside the Louvre on a rainy day.

Mansard roofs.

Cafe, afternoon.

A pigeon in the rain.

Me, Le Marais.

At breakfast.

The end of breakfast.

Backstreet morning.

Art and humanity.