There's a reason that springtime in Paris is sung about, written about, dreamt about. It's an enchantingly beautiful city to begin with and when you add buds and blossoms into the mix, something extraordinary is to be beholden. I took this photo while in Paris in March of 2004. This is another photo I took in those pre-digital days, so I scanned the photo directly from the album.
at the Musee Rodin, 2004 |
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