It’s Springtime in Paris and I’m sitting in the warmth of the sun just in front of KB, one of my favorite cafes in the city, not far from the famous Sacré-Cœur basilica at Montmartre.
I’m just relaxing, watching people walk by and listening to my surroundings. The springtime songs of birds are different here to Australia. I suppose that’s not really a surprise, but I’m enjoying just being here listening to everything around me and noticing these things that might otherwise go unnoticed.
The new leaves on the tree are bright green, backlit by the sun. Someone appears in one of the top windows of the building across the little square. They fold back the shutters on the window and look out over the square below for a few moments before turning to speak with someone inside the apartment. They disappear back inside.
Two ladies walking dogs stop to chat to one another while a well dressed man buys a newspaper from the newspaper stand just off to my left. A young woman thumbs her phone screen as a small child, that I don’t think is hers, goes around and around quietly on a miniature Carousel on the square.
It’s the middle of the week, but the small square and roads are quiet and none of the people walking by seem to be in a hurry to get anywhere.
Behind me a woman sitting with her friend asks in an English accent, “What day is it?” Her friend laughs and tells her. They say nothing for a few moments then the English woman says “It’s nice not knowing what day it is. I could get used to this.”
Stand in this location using Google streetview.
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