When Molly and I strolled through the Jardin des Plantes on a Saturday afternoon it was full of families and kids running through the lined bosquets trees.
And lastly for pictures that need no introduction.
From macro to micro, picture-worthy scenes are so abundant you could spend a lifetime walking the streets with a camera to your face and barely scratch the surface of all that is elegant, charming and curious.
Place Vosges, in the heart of the Marais District, is one of the more pleasant places to spend an afternoon in Paris. Molly and I recently enjoyed a shady picnic lunch under its bosquet of linden trees and watched teenagers throw each other into the many fountains throughout the grassy park.
Navigating the twists and turns of Père Lachaise is like being lost in an exquisite dream, one imbued with some of the world’s most illustrious writers, artists and thinkers.
For Molly and I, what started as a trip to southern France, has transformed into one giant history lesson about Europe’s darkest 32 years. Everywhere on this continent there is death, loss, violence and destruction.
Paris has a wealth of public space but Luxembourg Gardens is my favorite. There is a dark past to every corner of Paris and Luxembourg Gardens is no different.