memories of eating truffles in paris..

***

we stepped out of the chocolaterie
onto the cobblestone street
just below montmartre
just as the rain started falling

***

laughing and looking up to see the dark clouds
old iron work from the old metro
curved and gorgeous
caught my eye
between trees hanging low with drops of rain

***

windows boxes filled with soft flowers
just beyond
and stone walls filled with time
smiled down at me with their stories
of life and love

***

maybe it's because it's been almost 4 years to the day

that i was last in paris

(much too long if you ask me..)

..or maybe it's because i have a serious case of wanderlust

but

lately i've been dreaming remembering and fantasizing

about paris (a lot)

and

have been making jewelry and plotting photographs

inspired by these *dreams*

it's just an indulgence i happily allow myself..

going there in your mind (and heart)

is *almost* as good as being there..

n'est-ce pas?

***one of the little creations inspired by memories of beautiful old

historic dreamy paris

in my jewelry shop

hope you have a happy and inspiring monday!

xo