Forgive me father for I have sinned. Or rather forgive me father for I have complained unjustly. About a month ago, I
mouthed off about the drabness of autumn in Paris. And while I stand by my earlier comments that a Paris fall is no match for the vibrancy you find in the hills of Virginia or the byways of New England, I have since found some fall colors to brighten my mood. So in interest of full disclosure, here they are for all to view.

Misty morning in the Bois de Boulogne

Patterns on the water; these leaves in the basin of a fountain were swirling in a circle, almost hypnotically

Hydrangeas in the garden of the Musee de la Vie Romantique
4 comments:
lovely Anne....but you are right it's not the bright colour we are used to.
Well, they are French, it takes a bit longer for them to get up to speed
There are still leaves in the trees in Paris at this time of the year?
a couple of weeks ago, I was walking around the cimitière du Montparnasse (no creepy habit, famous writers & artists are buried there) and the colour of the trees was just amazing!
http://pariginipercaso.blogspot.com/2009/11/autunno-parigi.html
love your blog
Laura
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