springtime in Paris - or almost - MY FRENCH COUNTRY HOME

pont des invalides in morning mist

I drove in to Paris for lunch with my dear friend Tish Jett today.  Always an occasion to look forward to, and never ever quite long enough …. but we have a favourite restaurant where they let us linger for as long as we wish over coffee, so we put every minute to good use!

 view down the seine , paris

I left a cold and misty Normandy to find that a miracle had taken place in Paris and that the atmosphere was distinctly spring like.  I’m not talking blossom and twittering birdsong, not quite, but still a very noticeable change to the air.

jardin des tuileries , paris, early spring

I arrived in Paris too early for our lunch date, and wandered down to the river, and then across through the Tuileries gardens before heading to the restaurant.

jardin des tuileries , paris, early spring

In the gardens, there were plenty of people leaning back and enjoying the sunshine, and I even sat down and joined them for a while.

jardin des tuileries , paris, early spring

I always love these groups of chairs left in position after the conversation is long over – there is something very melancholy in this material echo of a short moment spent together.

view down the seine , paris

And as I walked out of the gardens and back across the river, I said to myself, once again, that Paris is absolutely one of my favourite cities, and that even doing nothing in particular is a good way to spend time, especially on a day like today.

view down the seine , paris

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