WHY I LOVE PARIS IN THE SPRING

J'AIME PARIS AU PRINTEMPS

It was late afternoon. The Spring weather was perfection. A soft, warm light flooded the saturated green shade of young leaves on large full trees.  A stroll down the Canal St. Martin was in order. 

We were in for a wonderful surprise: the waterway was like a mirror, reflecting every tree, every building, every hue of the brightly colored shops. 

Double the beauty, double the pleasure. 

Priceless. 

If only we had thought of a picnic. 

All along the edge of the canal, picnickers were chatting as they enjoyed drinks and snacks -I did notice some bags of chips and some beers- but this being Paris, I also spied paté, baguettes, Camembert, all kinds of other French goodies and what seemed to be nice bottles of bordeaux...

Next time we need to be more organized...quiche,, a great bottle of wine, a chocolate mousse... a normal Paris picnic (hold the chips!) in a delightfully relaxing place.

au revoir.