Ghost in the window.
I like to think of this as Lover's Lane.
Cobblestones and cafes.
Dutch angle night life on the Seine.
No matter where one goes in Paris, one ends up at Notre Dame.
The boy and Mr. Piano Man bonded.
Plotting with my partner in crime.
My boy is officially taller than I am.
The last time I saw Paris. July 2012.
I hope you're having a beautiful weekend, dear ones.