Postcard from Paris
Oh Paris why do you have to steal all of our hearts? Wouldn’t one person’s heart do just fine? Paris is a city which seems to ignite something inside each of it’s roamer’s, and a lot of the time I don’t understand why but then a magical moment happens reminding me why I fell so deeply in love with this achingly beautiful place. I opened my cast iron blinds to a dark sky but minutes later as I rolled out of bed and onto my bike the sky rapidly turned to a fiery red, the shade of red which intensifies as the minutes pass. I cycled down to the Seine to catch the last flickers of orange over the river before meandering along the empty streets and capturing this shot of an entirely empty bridge. Just one of the many ways that Paris stole my heart.