... early in the morning. But here's a sign of the good season (because isn't spring the good season?): the Luxembourg Gardens are open! In winter, when I catch this same early flight to Detroit, it's dark outside and the park is closed. Today I can detour through it on my way to the airport-bound train.
It really is smile inducing. So empty now, fresh, ready for the time when couples, children, etc etc come in. The sun is about to crack the horizon -- there's a touch of orange in the air.
(Here's the smile. It's genuine.)
So I leave Paris. It'll be a sunny day here. Brooding weather has moved on. At home, it's still unseasonably cold, but there too, I am flying into a promise of a change for the better.
The plane is coming in for a landing in Madison. The flights from the east often make a wide turn not too far from the farmhouse. Sure enough, I see it just outside my window (the farmette is in the lower left quarter of the photo).
Ed is at the airport, waiting. Yep, it is so good to be home.
Love the aerial view of your home Nina. You are always thinking of us. Glad you are home safe and sound.
ReplyDeleteWelcome home! You are certainly due for some spring warmth and sun. And, probably, for some time to rest and reflect, although I doubt you will have enough of that.
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