Although it’s Tuesday lots of people in the streets at 8p.m. having “aperitifs”, Mojitos and lemon-flavored beers, half of them in those little old streets - no cars - on the phone trying to find their pals in the crowd; we managed to get a small round table to eat tapas and things and we worked so much the last weeks and months it feels strange to be out with people and doing nothing just be in the streets and talking and looking at people, this group of 18/20-something girls taking selfies. It was nice.
Spring is almost here, and it feels good to have lunch outside.
Christmas is over. And it's quite sad to see all those abandoned Christmas trees lying on the pavement.
Chilling with my cat: a great way to find serenity when I get home.
Parc de la tête d'or. It's a 19th c. park modeled after the British parks of the time, with a small zoo
Yesterday was Lyon's annual Festival of Lights. Put my tangerine light on my balcony.
A few years back I had my knee operated. It didn't go well and now I can't run...
Early for an early morning meeting. Taking pictures. Watching people taking city bikes to get to work.
Morning café. 8 a.m. 27C/80F. In the shadow of a tree. Noises of the city getting ready, deliveries, street cleaners.