I feel right about now… two weeks before Christmas… it’s time to take a breath.
A big deep, therapeutic breath that will last all the way until the 24th December.
The focus should be on enjoying the lead up to the holidays… not worrying what hasn’t been or what can’t be done.
Last week in Paris, in the first arrondissement … these are some of the images I captured.
Pretty moments, French moments that caught my eye.
When I see the candy striped blocks in the Palais Royal I am always reminded of, My French Life.
When I wander past Cafe Nemours… I remember penning my thoughts for the chapter, ‘Weekend in Paris’.
I had a little Moleskin notebook that I carried with me everywhere… and I started to write down all the thoughts that came to mind.
It wasn’t hard to be inspired in such a glorious location.
I looked across at this fountain and watched the world pass me by… I reminisced about all the reasons why Paris was so unique.
Amazed that I should be trying to write about it… worried where the words would come from.
They did and they still do… xv