Bonjour Paris!

I’m back in Paris! It’s summer and I’m searching the city for inspiration.
And the word on the streets is red is very big right now. Of course.

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Looking at the bustle in the square below ... don't worry I'm holding on tight!

 I spring out of bed on this fine Paris morning and pop to the local marché to forage for breakfast items.

Cherry tomatoes and raspberries make a bright breakfast but even better ...  buttery boulangerie bounty.

Warming the butter.

Someone medical please!

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 A meditative moment at Place des Vosges in a bosquet of linden trees. I have just learned that a bosquet is a formal garden where the trees are planted so that all their trunks are in a perfect row.

I suddenly feel a bit small and maybe a bit lost. And there's a bit of gravel in my shoe.

Rescued.

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Lunch - the best chips I've ever tasted.

They're all irregular shapes - a real person chopped up these potatoes.

 Extreme espresso adventure.

Red fire engine. Moving with speed and sound.

 Arc de triomphe ... wonderful!

 

Look! A Parisian pigeon.

  An interesting sort of creature. Hope to see one whilst I'm here. I think we could be friends.

Is he smiling at me?

I have a good feeling about lunching at the red one.

Little sustenance to keep my red shoes firing along the streets. 

Note to me - redcurrent red is a particularly good red.

Musée Rodin -

I'm thinking he's done enough thinking.

I'm not sure it's her best day. She doesn't look particularly comfortable. 

I think she could do with a cuddle but the security guards disagree.  

Rouge RG, Rouge cadmium, Ocre Rouge, Rouge de Cadmium.

I have scarlet fever! 

Raspberry jam with violets, pomegranates and a fire-engine red teapot.

 Just another little spoonful. May as well - customs won't let it through.