On Sunday anybody who lives in Paris will know that it was a beautiful day. Blue blue skies, not a cloud, and mild. In order to try and catch as much sun as possible we headed to the Jardin des Tuileries which has large open spaces, and consequently a big sky, thus maximising our chances of catching the rays. It was such good medicine for the soul.
Look at this blue sky.
Gold looks better in the sun too, not to mention galloping horses.
We were treated to a moon as well.
The pigeons were still grumpy, however.
There were still a few puddles, but even they were bright.
I then became preoccupied with stripes. Long looooong winter shadows.
Sometimes the straight lines curled.
If you stand at the right angle the heavily pruned trees have a red fuzz around them.
Which close up looks like this.
We ended up having a tussle with a lion.