Saturday, February 11, 2017

Full Moon

It might have been the full moon
and the penumbral eclipse
(which I couldn't really see 
because the eclipse was too close
to moon rise here in the Puget Sound region,
so the moon was still dallying behind 
a curtain of Douglas firs)
that had me remembering
my first trip to Paris.

Springtime in Paris.
A lover's dream.

I've celebrated Midsummer's Night
in Paris.

Not much interested in winter in Paris.
I'd rather winter in Provence.

But October in Paris. . . .
that sounds lovely.
With a side trip to Burgundy and Champagne.
Haven't seen those regions yet.

Let's raise a glass to exploring
old and new places to love.

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