p o l # 2

#2. As i said. we just got back from paris. 2 weeks of endless café cremes and tartines. long walks through the Marais from Place des Vosges to Place de la Victoire, over cobbledstoned streets in precarious wedges and always a sweater thrown over you shoulder for when the sun slips behind a cloud. light bright sky till 9:30 at night and no sense of time other than your own. but when it rains it is so very grey, so very moody, so very french.

It's no wonder the revolution occurred after a poor season for the wheat crops and a cold winter. a lack of tartines and croissants in paris might just be reason to revolt...

proof of life

Just returned from Paris. Can you tell?....