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  • En mode (re)découverte de cet équilibre qui m'est propre. J'aime chanter, le tai chi, lire, écrire, rire...apporter du bien être aux autres et profiter du quotidien.
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15 juin 2009 1 15 /06 /juin /2009 20:10
This morning, a very light rain falls on my way to the station. Something between the mist and the drizzle, that lets you just slightly wet while sparing your shoes, tie and suit.

morning drizzle -
cats under the cars and me
meowing aloud

I really like the rain. Even in June, which does not usually correspond to rainfalls under this latitude. While the sun  flatters the house orange and red colours in Salamanca or Santa Fe, rain somehow reveals the beauty of parisian streets and buildings. OK, not a shower, but a rain like this morning's gets over the town like a shining curtain, it also hides bad smellings in old and dirty places, and lets you alone face to face with the stones, cobbles and history. And lush trees.

tepid June drizzle
through Monceau park golden bars
radiant green leaves

Walking in the streets under a light rain, mouth open to drink the water streaming on your face, singing aloud...what a better way to go through Paris than in a car, a bus, and even a fly boat, to get caught in usual traffic jam, or stay inside a museum. Paris, one of the most beautiful city in the world, appears only to passers-by, fools, lovers, all pedestrians.

a shelter maybe
gate to a hidden garden
summer rain curtain

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