2025
04.12
04.12
A Saturday in the Light, the City of Paris and a Glass of Cider
Les petites balades d'un photographe parisien
It was Saturday morning and the streets of Paris were still quiet, with only the first light descending on the city.
As you climb the metro stairs, the stone buildings stand out against the blue sky.
A bicycle passes by, leaving only the sound of the wind.
I'll never forget the taste of the cold cider I had on the terrace at the end of such a peaceful morning.
--Oops, you were fasting.
But, this is a drink that I would like you to experience.
As you climb the metro stairs, the stone buildings stand out against the blue sky.
A bicycle passes by, leaving only the sound of the wind.
I'll never forget the taste of the cold cider I had on the terrace at the end of such a peaceful morning.
--Oops, you were fasting.
But, this is a drink that I would like you to experience.
Samedi lumineux à Paris la ville et un verre de cidre
Ce samedi matin, les rues de Paris étaient encore calmes, baignées par une lumière douce.
En sortant du métro, les bâtiments en pierre saluaient le ciel bleu.
Un vélo passe, ne laissant que le souffle du vent derrière lui.
Sur la terrasse, un verre de cidre bien frais… inoubliable.
— Oups, c'est vrai… tu es à jeun.
Mais justement, c'est le genre de moment qu'on aimerait partager avec toi.
PHOTO by Eryck
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