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France

the right societal temperature

 

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Musée d'Orsay, Paris / France · 2015   where the past lives

  

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   France makes perfect, endearing sense. Snuggling up to Spain and Germany alike, the societal temperature is just right. Fruitfully pleasant. Joie de vivre with determination. Love and logic. Full of natural, mask-less people. And it has a Paris. And French cuisine, which I am yet to understand. Bah oui, très jolie.

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a glimpse

Traditional French house with straw thatched roof in Normandy, France

passages   ALL WAS FEEL | On an afternoon so long ago, I lived a life so far away, where all was feel and none was thought, and no one with me there but me, with all my souls and both my soles, my eyes so keen to feed my heart, which longed for the moment I was in more than for any other part. And every house I came across was a home that was mine too, where I lived all sorts of fleeting lives, on an afternoon so long ago.
 

passages   HARDHEADED HEART | When you’re in love, in a happy relationship, or a fresh arrival to the honeymoon phase, the heart exclaims boldly that the feeling will last. And no matter how skeptical the mind, no matter how condescendingly it unveils the heart’s youthful foolishness, it can’t tame the wildly beating chest. In Paris, couples prove their faith in the hardheaded heart by fastening padlocks to bridges along the Seine river and tossing the key into the water. How many of the relationships are still locked in the sturdy embrace is unknown, but there’s certainly no lack of believers.

Love padlocks at a bridge by the Seine in Paris, France
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Paris / France · 2021   infinite symmetry
 

Black and white photo of Marseille, France

 
Marseille / France · 2015   beam



 

Cezanne's house in Aix-en-Provence, France

 
Aix-en-Provence / France · 2015   Cezanne’s doorstep
 

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Versailles / France · 2022   the king's bloody gardens

 

 

 

 

 

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places / stories

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Paris / Gold & Grime

a love true enough

 

Oh Paris, who wouldn’t want to move in with you? Smitten with a romanticized ideal, yes perhaps, but doesn’t the feeling make it true, or at least true enough?

 

 

 

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Honfleur / A Few Centuries

Promenade in Honfleur, Normandy, France

 
Honfleur / France · 2015   ebbing sky



 

A coastal cuteness that Honfleur. The Seine empties herself into the Atlantic there and you can see Le Havre on the other side of that widening water.



 

Ivy growing in a crack in Honfleur, France

 
Honfleur / France · 2015   ivy league



 

Ball and meadow, Honfleur, Normandy, France

 
Honfleur / France · 2015   the current state of affairs



 

Old brick house in Honfleur, Normandy, France

 
Honfleur / France · 2015   born from brick



 

Autumn foliage in Honfleur, Normandy, France

 
Honfleur / France · 2015   autumn smoothie



 

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Honfleur / France · 2015   skinny houses



 

 
Honfleur / France · 2015   light lashes



 

The town conserved more than a few centuries in the bones of its half-timbered houses, and the beach was long and fairly wild. When the last leaf fell, the sun fell with it and clouds got comfortable in the sky, where they lingered, lazily, without ever releasing much of their burden as though they didn’t want to move on. Eventually, we did.



 

The Volcano building in Le Havre, France

 
Le Havre / France · 2015   concrete volcano





 

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