"The tranquil majesty of the architectural lines, the wonderful blurred winter lights, the long lines of lamps garlanding the avenues & the quays..."
Wonderful words from Edith Wharton in this New York Times piece. I adore Paris in the winter, and the image of blurred winter lights really struck me.
Most people think of Spring when they think of optimal Paris weather. But for me, there is nothing better than ducking into a warm cafe after a brisk winter stroll.
What say you?