It wants to be Spring in Paris! We had two sunny weekend days in the low 60s. And look at all the people out and about in the Tuileries Garden and walking along the Seine. Suz and I marveled that if this was Seattle, people would have th
eir shorts on and their convertible tops down. The Parisians (and me), however, were still bundled up in boots, sweaters, wool coats, scarves, and gloves. But they weren’t missing one ray of sun. It was glorious!
