day 135

we went to dinner and an indian guy walked past selling these beautiful little flowers individually tied with threads of cotton. in the 10th arrondissement these sellers are everywhere. the flowers smell amazing and they are now turning from white to pink...

day 123

today was the perfect day to enjoy the sun and smell the roses.
out here is quieter, cleaner and slower: other than the odd statue, paris and her suburbs seem to have very little in commmon...

day 19

finally someone bought me flowers.
denis, my french friend, said he bought these because they matched my floor.
the frenchies are so considerate...