A tribute to Autumn in Paris
I’ve just spent the last week pouring over Maggie Smith clips in Downton Abbey. Last week I listened to a slew of Kris Kristofferson.
I’m starting to wonder if I’m a Tributist: Someone who pours over the works of famous artists with binge-like obsession.
It’s like a masterclass.
Though I wouldn’t say I learned much. I certainly haven’t accomplished much. But I blame that on autumn. Long walks, scarves and sweaters… acting like I’m a hunting excursion through the muirs of Scotland with the Crawleys.
If I’m anything, I’m an Autumnist: Someone who delights in all things Fall.
Bought myself a cinnamon candle
Incorporated the chai tea
Back to the scarves
Pumpkins and gourds on the porch
Removed summer sand from everything
Mood lighting
Found walking in corduroy
And that was just yesterday. And I pour over my Paris photos for autumn. I think one of the best reasons to travel is to take a gazillion photos so you can sort through them, arrange them, rearrange them, and pour over them later. It’s like binge watching a TV show, but it’s autumn and Paris…
I was so in love with autumn on this particular photo excursion. It all WORKED. I came back the next day and took a series of photos but nothing worked. That’s Paris. Some days it shines for you, other days it turns its back.
Hey the new 2025 Paris Planner is full of these photos. I reconfigured to add more art to the planners this time:
Happy Autumn!
Janice