Spring fever

April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom

Holiday tables under the trees 

April in Paris, this is a feeling

No one can ever reprise…

Spring has sprung, mes amis, and I don't think I'm the only one who was burning up with a fever this past weekend. A spring fever, that is. I took a long walk from the Marais to the Left Bank and everywhere I looked, people were shedding their coats, lifting their faces to the sun, and queueing for ice cream. I'm surprised I didn't see anyone burst into song.

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