Reading in Paris
Over the years as I've traveled to Paris, I have noticed that Parisians seem to take every opportunity to read a book: on the Metro, in a cafe, the parks and even perched on a Buren column!
Over the years as I've traveled to Paris, I have noticed that Parisians seem to take every opportunity to read a book: on the Metro, in a cafe, the parks and even perched on a Buren column!
Sunday dancing on rue Mouffetard, Paris.
Some of the weird and wonderful characters of Paris' shopfronts.
Walking around the magical City of Light.
I am a recent convert to cemetery visits... I caught the 'bug' from my taphophile amie, Mary Gilbert (a.k.a.: MadAboutParis), who describes cemeteries as open air museums.
Since my first visit to Paris in 2007, I've delighted in photographing these men in white aprons and also trying to see how many smiles I can accrue each visit. A number of waiter pose for photographs and more than one has asked if I'm in Paris alone and where I'm staying. Vive la France!
Shortly after I began 'Paris Through My Lens', a photoblog of the city that j'adore, my readers began to notice that my camera seemed to be drawn to all things red in Paris. That began a little series I named Paris Rouge. Since then, I have posted more than 50 images. This summer I compiled many of my favorite images in a book that I published through Blurb, titled Paris Rouge Through My Lens. I am pleased to be able to share some with you here on My French Life.