Le Enfant In Paris

There is something about this

little girl....

I can't quite figure out what it is.

I will try my best to explain.

Sitting.

Sitting in the sun to warm up

in the Jardin des Tuileries

my eyes followed her at play~

My heart slowly melted.

I wanted to pick her up and never let her go~

There were no words spoken between us,

only long quiet sighs as if we knew each other...

When she walked away I felt empty.

I missed her.

I felt lost.

The funny thing is....
I realized watching her this year that she
is the very same little mademoiselle
that I photographed last October
on the Carousel in the Jardin des Tuileries~

A year younger, wearing her red coat
I was drawn to her the same way last year.
She gathered leaves to make
a beautiful leaf bouquet!
She was so special, so whimsical and so familiar to me
in her own little world of wonder.
Our eyes connected as she went round & round...

I believe our hearts meet at play in the same place.
A place far away somewhere out there~
Even though....I live in America.
She lives in Paris.
I speak English.
She speaks French.
I Adore her.
I don't even know her name...
~~~
Has this sort of thing ever happened to you?
Do you think I will see her next year?
~~

Have a week full of far far away magic!
~
XO's
~
fin

all photos taken by Janet Solomon at FrenchBlue