A little night walk...

A couple of days ago, I left, after an invitation close to the Pont Neuf, and decided to walk home. Half an hour's walk... and you really learn to tell yourself - "It's really nice to live in Paris!" 


Jeanie said...

The photos make me feel as though I'm there walking with you, Peter!

joanna said...

A truly beautiful place , no matter the time of day or night or for that fact the season's of the year.

thank you Peter for the beautiful photo's!

Anonymous said...

Many times we have been gifted by you with wonderful nocturnal photos. And each time, I have been inspired and moved by them, reminding me of an old little poem by one of England's great Romantics:

So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a roving
By the light of the moon.

Thank you, Peter.

Bettina Grissen said...

I am following your blog for quite a while now, and I love your posts about all the parts of Paris and I really admire your photographs. These are stunning, so thank you for sharing.

Kind regards,

Parisbreakfasts said...

Funny Today I stopped by since I'm finally researching my island - the plaques which I'm become increasingly curious about. So many formerly unknowns have enriched the experience of living here. Nice to see them grouped together. Of course the former resident of my building, le Marechal de Richelieu was a manic womanizer, drunk and complete reprobate. Go figure ;))