I can smell the smoke coming out of the cigarette in the woman standing back there. The smell of the zooming scooters. The smell of the news stand and the universal feeling that is the independence of grabbing your bike and going.
Did you smell anything interesting this morning?
♥I love this picture.
from Regis, my bloggy friend at aparisiancyclist.blogspot.com
Oh, man, I biked in Paris when I was young, centuries ago, I loved it. What stuck with me was the diesels, whenever I run into the right combination of city, sounds, light, atmosphere, and diesel, I go right back.
ReplyDeleteoh I bet you have beautiful memories.
ReplyDeletethe smell of diesel reminds me of my mom's nova in the early 80s. eeeek
thanks for stopping by as always :D
xxo.m