“J’ai Deux Amours.. Mon Amour et Paris”…
After… the long…
Hot months… of summer…
The autumn… of September…
Is nudging us… gently…
The big trees… of green…
Are turning into… burnished amber…
The big silence… of the city…
Has suddenly exploded… into the hustle and bustle of everyday life…
Nervous… energy…
Palpable… exciting…
The long lazy days of summer… have shifted into…
Dynamic… action…
An explosion… of motion…
“C’est…la rentrée“…
It’s the… “returning”…
Into a… new beginning…
A… rebirth…
It’s a phenomenon… unique to Paris…
To France… “les français“…
Paris… has come back to life…
Metamorphosed…
Chic Parisians walking their “chiens“… showing off their summer tans… shopping at Le Bon Marché where “les nouvelles collections” are on display in the elegant luxurious “Grand magasin“… men in business suits strutting off to their “bureaux” with renewed vigour…
“La jeunesse“… charmingly hugging and giggling after their summer “vacances“… returning to their respective schools and universities… with much hope and aspirations…
“Les bus… les metros“… are packed with commuting Parisians again… never forgetting for a moment their other favourite form of transportation… the daredevil “scooters et motos“… and their beloved “Vélib“…
“Boulangeries” distributing their delicious morning wares… golden croissants and baguettes… to the “proprietaires des brasseries, resto’s, et cafés“…
Paris… is in it’s…
Full glory again…
“La gloire… de Paris“…
My… Paris…
Is… seductive…
It’s… enchanting…
I… have…
“Comme… toujours“…
Fallen… under…
Its… spell…
Spellbound…
As the… song goes…
“J’ai… deux amours“…
I have… two loves…
“Mon… amour…
Et…
Paris“…
a.