Paris for Haibun Monday

Image © Mary at dVerse  for  Haibun Monday

 

I dabbled my feet in that pond, years ago in Paris on a torrid July day, when I met for the first time a virtual friend and his wife, in the flesh.  It gave us all pleasure to bond at once with what should have been strangers. The stroll through the flea market, stopping here for a coffee, there for a snack lunch; a glittering antique fabric shop, a scruffy second hand book shop – all served to cement the new friendship.

As we sat on the edge of the pond in the Luxembourg Gardens, cooling our aching feet, they told me a story – romantic and true, which I wrote about later (with their permission).  That story was published, you’ll find it here. So I’ll always remember the pond and that day of friendship.|

Memories of the
enchanting power of Paris
sweetly linger long