A cool summer.
Along with my cares, I threw away my map and compass.
My left arm gently relaxing through the open window, I drove up and down the Blue Ridge Parkway following the bikers on their Harley Davidsons, letting them guide my journey through while listening to classic American rock n' roll. I saw nothing but the vast and magnificent American beauty sweeping across this bucolic American landscape where nature unabatedly gifts you with kind gestures, such as sunsets, sunrises, and the textures and forms of flowers growing on the sides of rugged mountains along the Blue Ridge Parkway. I couldn't help but feel so small, as I stood in the field of perennials to contemplate this pure, vast, and plain American beauty.
Photographs of the United States National Arboretum, in Washington, D.C.Read More
A couple of weeks ago, on our way to visit the Cathedral of Notre-Dame in Reims, France we came upon this mirror! The perfect family photo op.Read More
The flowers were at full bloom perfuming gardens' pathways. The crepes were delicate and flavorful. The children were as curious, creative, and playful as always. Paris, the city of artists, and romance was there for the taking.
A metropolitan Parisian youth takes a breather from his game of "Petanque" to pet a dog walking by, on "Le Boulevard De Bastille." Paris, France.