A thin veil

I know it doesn’t look like it, but the light in this photo says to me, “the veil between us and sunlight is thinning!”  And the hope of a ray of sun shining through the Paris winter grey is almost as good as feeling it on your skin.


Looking over the Buttes Chaumont on an early winter morning.

Living in Paris has trained me not to look at the weather forecast.  I keep my expectations low, roll with the diffuse light, and then am pleasantly surprised when it brightens.  And it always does.