*** Even more so, after the recent sad news, let us celebrate this amazing, fleeting gift that is life. It’s a drop in the ocean yes, but there’s nothing more one can do than to try and lead by example in one’s life.
*** The bliss of an autumn Sunday, in one of the most authentic flea markets in Paris. Blessed by a golden light announcing the winter months ahead and the unique, inimitable, smell of a time long gone.
*** If travelling is about discovery in the first place, there’s no need to go far. You only need to see the world around you with curious eyes, don’t you?
*** Seeking shelter on a rainy afternoon, I ended up in an unexpected parallel dimension, warm and humid, where silence reigned and time seemed to have stopped. No birds or animal sounds. No wind among the leaves. Just the sound of water hissing from somewhere. And within this silence, one could almost feel all these green creatures, big and small, breathe and grow. Each one in its own particular way. But all turned towards the light.
*** Going back to this square, tiptoeing. So many people, flowers, candels. Flashes and cameras everywhere as in a morbid reality show. Being tempted to back away. Finding strenght and holding one’s hand to thread sidewalks that have long been familiar and friendly. In summertime, wintertime. Alone, with friends. Eyes wide open. To not let anything go unseen. Making myself go back once, twice, three, four times until the fear is under control. Covered in new laughters and memories. Because Life is so beautiful […]
Catégories : A taste of Paris • Tags: 13 november 2015, 13 novembre 2015, fotografia, light, luce, ombre, parigi, Paris, peace, photographie, photography, Piazza della Repubblica, Place de la République, shadow
*This moment* A weekly ritual, inspired by SouleMama’s blog: a special picture, without subtitles. A unique, everyday or extra-ordinary delight that I want to record and cherish. Don’t hesitate to share your link in a comment for all to see if you wish to join in. Cheers!
*** There are days like this, when tiny delights pile up, one after the other, as if placed by some friendly hand from above. Then, there’s really no other wise choice that to lean in and ride the joy wave. Don’t you think?