But this allée was quiet.
Bright lacy shadows.
I can't decide which I'm more enamored of -- the yellow folly or the almost-blooming buds.
Heading home on the boulevard St. Germain, I spy another harbinger of spring outside Saint-Nicolas-du-Chardonnet.
Vive le dimanche!
5 comments:
Thanks for brightening up my day. I'm so sick of this harsh Canadian winter I could scream.
Hang in there, Nag! Spring won't be far away in North America; the crocuses are sprouting slowly under all the snow and "wintry mix," and it'll all melt before you know it.
I'm glad that a view of bit of early Paris spring helped.
Thank you. Just thank you. These are lovely!
OH MY GOSH....blossoms! What a treat! I can see "April in Paris" just around the corner...if only I COULD see April in Paris, for real...
Still...thanks for the buds. They life my heart...
Meilleurs voeux!!
I love the period just before spring really blossoms, when the world is full of possibilities.
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