mon jardin de ville

Springtime in the city can be full of vibrant juxtapositions – the busy sidewalks along cultivated parks spilling their greenness and bloominess over metal-grilled fences, cars hurrying by private gardens brimming with scented lushness – and the fresh tension of lighter colours, brighter light, longer days and bodies in need of caressing warmth and sensual movements… all contribute to this, the most voluptuous of seasons in Paris…

Like a migrating bird seeking its cozy nest again, I am often here this time of year, relishing in all the clichés of the most clichéd of descriptions regarding this deliciously indulgent city…