This is my 35th blog post about Paris. Do I really have anything new to say about this city, I sometimes wonder? The truth is, possibly not – and to compound my problem, Paris is, perhaps more than any other city, a city that lends itself to clichés. Take, for example, Paris is the springtime. Yes, it really is every bit as lovely as people say it is. As proof, here are a few favorite springy snapshots from my trip to Paris last April. And by “a few,” I mean like a million. This city sure knows how to show off in springtime, doesn’t it?
The loveliest flower shop near Rue Cler:
The gorgeous cherry blossoms near Notre-Dame:
One of my favorite courtyards in Paris, at Musée Carnavalet:
The ever-wonderful plant wall at Rue d’Aboukir:
The cutest of passageways, Le Village Royal:
The gardens at Palais-Royal:
The glorious Jardin du Luxembourg:
One of the prettiest public squares, Place Dauphine:
The trees in front of Shakespeare & Company:
A beautiful little park near Notre-Dame, Square René Viviani:
Classic Parisian charm outside the pastry haven Odette:
The ever lovely Marais:
And the picture perfect gardens at the Musée Rodin:
I don’t like to play favorites, but springtime in Paris just might be my favorite time of all to visit the city. There is something about Paris in bloom that, quite simply, a little magical.