These old cars, now used for city tours in Paris, always make me smile.
The Rue Cler is one of my favorite stops in Paris. The neighborhood is just a few blocks long, but boasts some of the best traditional street markets in the city. On the Rue Cler you buy your cheese, bread, flowers and meat from different merchants along the way.
This photo was taken early morning, when the older crowds were examining the best goods of the day.
The Eiffel Tower twinkled in a puddle on the Champ de Mars the morning after a day of rain.
We arrived in Paris on World War II Victory Day, a national holiday to celebrate the anniversary of when Charles de Gaulle announced the end of World War II in France on May 8, 1945. Streets and buildings were draped with French flags, especially the Champs-Élysées.
I spy a man walking his dog in a Paris park near Notre Dame, with the biggest cigar I’ve ever seen a Parisian smoke.
At the golden hour of light in Paris, the bridges and buildings sparkle in the setting sun.
This artist chose to sketch in the Jardin des Tuileries, just outside the Louvre in Paris. But what was he looking at? A family playing amongst the statues? A beautiful woman sunning herself in the morning light? I will always wonder what was on the other side of his sketch board.
Parisians cherish their art, and take their children to see it.
In Paris we encountered this passionate protest of citizens speaking out against Putin’s actions in the Ukraine. Translated, the sign reads, “Putin = Hiltler. Stop the war.”
It was a rainy day in Montmartre, Paris. Umbrellas up!