Monday, May 7, 2012

the paradox

This picture seems out of a fairy tale, the castle on the right, marking a skyline out of our childhood dreams. The Seine crossing the bridge, we can almost imagine the canoes bringing princess of a far away land to meet the princesses of France.
And then you turn left and see the cars, moving slowly through the lane. The evening falling upon them, and yet still not enough for the lights to come on.
Paris is always a paradox.


  1. I love crossing this bridge just to see the building.