While seeking well, I still find the countryside in Paris. Small houses built at the beginning of the 20th century. They are very small, and gathered in a district. When I walk there, I escape very quickly from the environment of the city.
Some photographs of a very beautiful memory. An island marvellous, calm, with very varied landscapes. Here, it is the festival of the village; with flowers in the streets. It is nice (!!!!)for the cars which are condemned to remain at the garage.
I run around the lake every saturday. Sunday, it was just for a walk. We are in winter: no leaves in the trees, the boats are on the ground waiting for a better weather.