A slice of cake and a bottle of crystal clear water, face me on the table. It's a beautiful day, as I sit out on my little chair, on the side of a road made from carefully placed cobblestones. People next to me, at their tables, reading books, conversing, eating, enjoying a nice cool breeze on a warm sunny afternoon, in this little coffee shop in a quiet suburb of Paris. Buildings around are all majestic, artistic, all from the pre-world war era, towering around us, yet ever so gently. The mood is calm, but the sounds of people talking, people walking by, some driving by in their mini-automobiles every now and then, gives the place a feel of life. Drops of water from a small fountain splash around, creating the perfect ambiance. It's a beautiful day.
15 December 2007
Memory of a Summer Day
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Sounds like a perfect afternoon ... watching the world goes by ... !
it really seems like a nice day .... i loved the way u described
one fine day :)
Yummmy!
i miss paris :(
we all have this lil hole-in-a-wall place that we adore.. simply cz it keeps us grounded and less self absorbed.. to reflect on life is a great gift to offer to urself every once in a while
Never been to Paris ! Hopefully someday before i die !
I'm mesmerized : )
Chamomile mix would be perfect now
ammaro , you should write a book! your style in describing is so beautiful - so so beautiful
I love Paris , but I can never describe it the way you did even if i try , it is just PERFECT!
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