As I was flicking through old photos I came across these from a day spent at the Parc de Bagatelle last summer. Isn’t it funny how our taste changes over time? I remember casting off the majority of the photos below as ‘not good enough’ but looking back a year later I’m quite fond of them and they bring back such happy memories. Bagatelle is one of those places which isn’t particularly well-known in Paris and I’m still trying to work out why as it is simply magical. Not only is there the cutest, most minuscule chateau that you’ll ever lay your eyes on but its nestled within the most magnificent green space. The gardens really do feel as though they’re never-ending as you pass through Anglo-Chinese gardens to the most beautiful orangerie.