Just like that.
Without nary an announcement that this non-native could decipher, summer arrived and set up camp in every corner of the city.
Just two days ago, I was wearing the silk long underwear that my mom lent me as PJs; it was that cool at night. Now, I’ve taken the comforter out of the duvet cover. And I may not even need that (the duvet cover, that is).
Earlier today, sweat was running down my arms rivalling that of my experience in Cambodia five years ago.
Summer has arrived.
And with it are some of the most magnificent flowers. They can be seen all over the city in various public gardens.
And smelt . . . at the Parc de la Tête d’Or, next to the roman theatre, and in the rose garden near the Basilica of Notre-Dame de Fourvière. All over the city, the sweet odour of roses has been catching my attention.
Here are a few of my favs.
Enjoy!
✫ Sj ✫
Summer finally arrived with a big blue sky !
L’été est là ! Bonne semaine Sj !
Merci beaucoup Jean-Christophe.
Nous avons fait connaissance au concert?
Les nuits de Fourvière?
Bonne semaine à toi aussi, J-C. ;-)
I can almost smell them from here! I think I have some rosewater somewhere… Maybe a splash of that will complete the experience!
Love that full body experience. : )
Nice writing! I really got the feel of the instant switch. Now it feels like summer here too :-)
Yeah Tonester!
Here’s to summer. : )
À bientot!