In the early early light, the city looks ashen, almost bleached of color. Then later it all washes back in (and for some odd reason, begins to look like we are in the 1970s again).
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- Y a le printemps qui chante.
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- Plant life on Park Avenue.
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- Early early.
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- Until next time (May).
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- Paris?
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- Urban succulent.
- Place du Carrousel.
- Another version.
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5 comments:
very cool.
! it's like a chicken hatched!
Excellent photos. thanks for sharing.
Love that!
How clever God is using light and contrast! Amazing...
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