This morning I kissed my friend “adieu” and waved her off to the airport, where she will soon be leaving a jet trail on her way back to Texas. This cool, crisp air will be a distant memory by the time she steps off the plane in Houston, which is predicted to be 90 degrees and 95% humidity. We will be suffering the same rude transition when we fly home a week from now. But this morning in Paris is heavenly, and I spent a delightful hour and a half at the park, savoring the spring sweetness while I can. Parc Monceau was unusually beautiful- almost heartbreakingly so.
The wisteria on the apartment building just outside the park is finally blooming. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to open the windows and allow that fragrance to waft in?
Thanks for stopping by, and y’all come back now- ya hear?
If you can sneak a petal or a leaf from your garden walks you could make your own herbariums to bring home. Must avoid getting arrested though. Always thinking of a craft!
Kathy
I grew up with Lee Kelley and she introduced me to your blog in advance of our trip to Paris. We hit many of your suggested eateries to include JL on our recent trip. Thank you so much for sharing your experiences. Gayle
Wow! How nice to meet a friend of Lee’s! I’m so happy my blog was helpful to you. I hope you had a memorable trip to Paris!
When the flowering vine is just as strong as the building it covers…that is magic! Great photos all! Thank you.
Merci!
Ahhhhh! You’re blog is a slice of cheery pie!!♥️🍰♥️
Thank you Kate!😘
WOW You have outdone yourself