Friday, February 26, 2016

Was it fun in Paris? Who did you see there and was the Madeleine pink at five o'clock and did the fountain fall with hollow delicacy into the framing of space in the Place de la Concorde and did the blue creep out from behind the colonnades of the rue Rivoli through the grill of the Tuileries and was the Louvre gray and metallic in the sun and did the trees hang brooding over the caf├ęs and were there lights at night and the click of saucers and the auto horns that play DeBussy. 
I love Paris. How was it?

~Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to Scott
Summer 1930

6 comments:

BECKY said...

Geeeez, that was one long sentence, wasn't it??!! :D

Connie said...

This is such a lovely, wonderful description. It makes me want to go to Paris. :)

Heidi’sbooks said...

Beautiful!

Heidi’sbooks said...

Beautiful!

Anne Roy said...

You have not posted in ages ... hope all is well & in order there ...

Anne who misses your works about both books AND bread ...

Trish said...

Thanks for checking in, Anne! I have had a summer that has taken me away from my usual reading/baking/posting routine but I think now things have settled down enough for me to get back into it. Thanks for the nudge :)