One of my favorite parts of summer in Paris is the lingering daylight. Even though it really messes with my sleep patterns, I love how it stays light here now until 10:00. Paris is beautiful in any light, but there is something magical about the glow from the waning sun.
Mark was out of town on Monday night and I ventured out to the Pont des Arts (which has now re-opened with the temporary panels) to watch the sun set from the Seine.
The inside panels of the bridge have been decorated by several different street artists. As you can imagine, not everyone approves.
The Pont Neuf was particularly lovely in the changing light.
As you can see, the little park at the tip of the island is not only a favorite picnic spot, it also is popular with the sunset crowd. Not that you can’t do both simultaneously.
The buildings turn toasty gold in the setting sun.
Now facing west from the other side of the Pont des Arts, toward the Musée d’Orsay and the Eiffel Tower.
I crossed back over the river at the Tuileries, which was trying to close for the night.
Finally, I strolled up Rue Rivoli to catch the metro home.
I was tired and a little chilly, as I had neglected to bring a sweater, but pleased to have seen the show.