Once upon a time I was a morning person. I am still the type who wakes up with my mind full of thoughts and ideas but later nights have pushed my waking back a bit more than I’d like. Paris is slowing turning me back into a morning person. I absolutely love mornings here. The city is quiet, the streets are freshly washed, the sidewalks are basically empty. The busiest places are the boulangeries where there are queues of people buying freshly baked bread. This morning I woke up and just knew I needed to take a little walk around the Île and snap a few pics. The city was deliciously quiet. The air crisp. The light soft. I love how it lights up all the eastern and southern facing buildings but there are still quiet little alleys that are dark.
Have a wonderful Sunday wherever you are!