Happy October, Darlings!

I think every year I forget what autumn feels like. I remember that the leaves change, sweaters emerge from the back of closets, pumpkin spice everything goes on sale everywhere. But I'd forgotten the way the season smells, that crisper breath of air, the scent of dying leaves that makes a city or town feel as if it's been magically transformed into some place else entirely.

I'm being reminded now of this amazing transformation and the leaves haven't even started changing yet! This town of mine is beautiful and I'm enjoying it immensely. Possibly like I always do every year.

How are you enjoying your autumn?

- Fiona

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Coming in 2014.

I love Paris in the Fall (2011)

Last year, I spent a beautiful hot autumn week in Paris with a friend. We walked everywhere, drank wine in the avenues, were serenaded by street vendors, ate too much French pastry, and generally just had a fabulous time. Over six months later, I'm finally pasting the photos from that trip.

Garden just outside the Louvre

    

Sculpture garden just outside the Louvre. Beauty everywhere. 

Hey! I'm posing here...

Bridge with a zillion locks latched to the railing
& the names or words of lovers inscribed on them. 

A couple taking wedding photographs on the romantic bridge,
hoping their romance will last, just like the hundreds of others
who latched their inscribed locks to the bridge.

A small view of the city of light from the Louvre courtyard at sunset. 

The city of Paris at dusk.

Writing from my temporary balcony overlooking Rue Blondel. 

Below my writer's aerie, ladies of the early morning ply their trade. 

Outdoor art.

One of many couples kissing all over the city.

Waiting on my friend, Annette, to finish admiring the Arc de Triomphe .

Catching sight of the Eiffel Tower as I cross the bridge. 

My first croissant, but definitely not my last.