Saturday, June 18, 2016

The Promise of Paris

I am drawn to Paris, it calls me with a mysterious song that I want to learn the melody to.

Paris never a city I thought to see, but after two visits to France - bypassing Paris - I feel I have missed something vital.

The perceived romance of Paris captivates me. 

Lovers strolling hand in hand. Gardens, flowers, art. The romantic patina of Paris - layers of history and years, stories told and untold.

Cafes to visit, to sit and linger over a coffee or later in the evening a glass or two of wine. Long, slow conversations about everything and nothing.

Photography & prose by Terry Rowe.

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