While A. was walking down to the river from the Mirabeau bridge on this cool May day,
there were a few people getting their morning air
together or alone
Admittedly, there’s less traffic down here … than up there …
but as this one was heading under one of the 22 bridges crossing the Seine, Arnoul was focusing on detail
and shapes and textures
here’s a still life
or perspectives … as he patiently waited for the metro to cross the Bir Hakeim Bridge
which it finally did
sometimes I imagined we were far away
but then, if you walked just a little further and raised your eyes, you’d see what some architects imagined long before we were born
You know what happened on this bridge? It’s written right here
The links of friendship and solidarity and shared values persist- they were cast in bronze and shared
so that we could walk along the Seine on a Sunday morning and then share these pictures !
Once we’re walked up the stairs
and had a marvelous view from that bridge
Once he got to the other side of the bridge, Arnoul shot this one
I think he likes this place where cats probably hang out at night.
Then as we walked, we talked about where we were November 22nd, 1963
The Kennedys loved France and France loved the Kennedys.
This is the story of our Sunday morning “Photo Hunt”