Terrasses de Paris… Café Le Piquet…

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Jour... de marché“…

A… gorgeous day…

The… sun…

Dazzling us… generously…

With… spun gold…

Wearing… summer…

Glorious… fascination…

Exhilaration…

We get off at Métro… “La Motte-Picquet-Grenelle“… landing right into the middle of Wednesday’s Market hub… the hustle and bustle… of the shopping… chatting… joyous people of this quartier of the 15e arrondissement

Stalls of “shabby chic” garments… beckoning to be bought… the irresistible splash of colourful scarves…

A delight…

The fruit stalls piled with produce of Provence… apricots… peaches… grapes… the ubiquitous “Melon“… and the thirst-quenching emerald-green “Pastèque“… watermelon… with its luscious red inner flesh…

Magic…

An assortment of bric-a-brac… sitting next to the sea-smelling fish-mongers… not to mention the out-of-this-world deliciousness… of the great French cheeses…

A corner flower shop with its sweet smelling flowers… roses in all shapes and colours…

Breathtaking…

Of course… no “Jour de marché” day is complete without sitting in the café du marché… in this case… Café Le Piquet… with its charming “terrasse“… for a cooling drink and an express

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Delighted with our shopping spree of scarves… fruit… some chèvre et baguettes from the local boulangerie… a bunch of flowers… we head home…

Another… delicious day…

On… a…

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Heaven…

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