A year ago, my wife and I took our last big trip while it was still just the two of us. I believe Paris is beautiful in any season, but December in Paris feels especially magical.
The photographs you’re looking at were taken in the Tuileries Garden, just a short walk from the Louvre. We stopped by the same market again in the evening, but somehow the daytime atmosphere felt even better. What stayed with me the most, though, was the half-liter cup of mulled wine.