Cartes postales de Paris

Returning from another week in Paris, sitting quietly on the train as we made our way back home zipping south through France farm country, my mind couldn’t help but to drift back to the city of light.  What is about Paris that makes my heart go pitter-patter every time that I arrive?  The pristine, putty colored boulevards, the charming cafés or perhaps the twinkling ever-changing light?  For me it is all of these things but so much more.  Paris lets me dream, endless beautiful dreams, filling my soul with thoughts of places and times, moments in which I have never walked.   

We were there for fashion week and although our schedule was full of work, I found time daily for long walks, aimless wanders about her treasures, with no set destination… my favorite way to experience Paris.  Early morning rises, late evenings and a grateful heart.  As always, Paris you were utterly enchanting…